I fondly remember that during my high school days, my mother told me to keep a diary/journal and to write entries every day. Then she would give me money for my efforts. She did this so that I would be motivated to write. It was fun for I often had this entry: “My day was happy and that’s all.” Mother never complained. She just read my diary and gave me money at the end of the month. Then I graduated from high school and went to college. I stopped writing my journal because I was busy with my studies. Continue reading “The Shots and Scenes in OSLOB”
The Wanderlust Keeper 