My classmates used to call you Mr. Magician because you always pulled out tiny packets of snacks from your pocket for everyone [ I had the best! :)]. The number of packets always tallied with the number of kids eventhough 1 or 2 popped by suddenly. For once, I really thought you had magic.
... Till I was old enough, I realised it wasn't magic. You had already counted the number of kids who could possibly be around me. The 1 or 2 who popped by had also already been accounted for.
I forgot to bring my chinese homework to school one day and 'Luo Lao Shi' told me to get someone from home to bring it down. I told her that there was no one at home but she still insisted I get someone to bring down my books at once, so I had to call you.
You went all the way to my house to fetch my books and delivered it to school but it were the wrong books. 'Luo Lao Shi' insisted that I asked you to go back again to get it.... Willingly, you did it for me. Thank you.
When I grew even older, I realised more... That you actually knew me too well. Teachers were afraid to let me run with the other kids and because of that, I was usually at the corner. People thought I was weird. I had been alone and never knew how to make friends. The other kids thought that I was bad because I kept running away from school.
You already knew... I ran away wasn't because I was a bad kid but because I felt lonely. You always dropped by at school just to see if I was OK. You bought snacks for the girls because you hoped that they would befriend me on behalf of the snacks that you would give them. For all that you had done for me, I sincerely say 'thank you'.
'Sometimes near, sometimes far. Don't forget me when you become grandpa and grandma.' I still remember! There is so much more that reminds me of how much you loved me. I always love you too.
It has been 2 years and I can only miss you more than ever.
I love you forever, Grandpa.
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