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  「老師為何每次哼的歌曲都不一樣 ? 怎麼知道那麼多旋律 ? 」相熟的學生如此詢問著我。     “Hope, why are you humming different melodies all the time? How come you know so many of them?” A student I frequently meets me asks.     沒想過這個問題的我，僅僅只是想到什麼就哼唱了什麼…… I’ve not thought about this. Those melodies are in my soul, running in my blood—that is, when I want to hum, melodies come out.     But WHY?! 但怎會如此呢 ?!     I walk around the city where I work, buying groceries. Also, I drive along the edge of the same city due to an abrupt traffic jam. Since all the cars jam one after another, I decide not to be in the traffic anymore. I maneuver the vehicle to an alley, park it over there, then I listen to some messages recorded previously. I am not in a hurry. No one is waiting. I am not waiting for anyone, either, this day. I just sit there to listen to something inspiring. After a while, tremendous amount of peacefulness arises, then I begin to sing and hum. 我在目前工作...

    喜事將近的學生於再度離華前說到： 「真的很難得，老師可以一直這樣堅持做著服務人群的事情……」我發現學生變得健談了，比我印象中的要來得更加容易與不同人士互動。當我們終於必須道別時，這位學生揮手之後突然向前，給了我一個偌大的擁抱，我們認識了這幾十年的時間，他可能也知道老師是個不會主動與男性擁抱的人，只是這一個擁抱或者也隱含著他在那日漸老成的外表下的，諸多懷舊往事。 The student of mine who is about to get married told me before his departure from Taiwan again that “It’s truly rare to see someone like you who’d be dedicated to your life to the assistance of the others’ wellbeing…” In return, I have found that this student’s social skills have improved. When we finally needed to farewell, he waved and all of a sudden gave me a huge hug, something he has never done during decades of us knowing each other. Perhaps he knows by heart that this teacher of his would not easily hug males. Still, this gesture of his might have expressed what he would be reminding himself of underneath his much-matured outward appearance comparing with the moment when we met as he was only a small child.       或許我們大夥的此番會面，使他想起了我們在中南半島小村落的鄉間，曾經大家戰戰驚驚提著容易破碎...