自強街87號

For quite a long time have I wondered what may possibly result in wrath, the real anger; guess what, it's love itself. It is love that causes hatred. It is love that deepens the cut wound. And it is still love that makes us hope for love no more.

Could we just blame love for all such dismay? Or we should give up loving people in the future? I would rather make an analysis about love and manage to discuss its counterpart. I also will do some exploration about the route of both ends, two elements that will never compromise each other, especially the route, which is believed to be the vital factor for human's emotions to be abused.

This is a true story happening in England when a famous writer of the best-seller "God, where are You?", Rave Zacharias, took a stroll with his wife.

One day a terrible storm hit their community near Buckingham Palace with no mercy. The wind brought down thousands of trees, yes, I mean thousands of them. But there was one thing Ravi was quite confused. All the trees brought down were so tall and thick yet with roots amazingly short. He didn't realize a thing about it till he discussed this with some of his friends: the reason why the trees there had so short roots was the underground water layer in the region was very close to the surface, so close that the roots didn't have to reach down so deeply to absorb water. And that's exactly why these thick trunks looked strong and chunky but with so short roots, which would never persist the heavy blows of storms. That's why they were all down, even after maybe hundreds of years' growing, all but in vain.

When first seeing Kevin, I believed this kid must be full of energy, so energetic that I thought he was such an optimistic young boy that never knew what sorrow would be like since he stems from a well-educated family, along with his parents with traditional, decent backgrounds.

Later on, it was totally not in this case. Kevin seemed a little wordy, too attentive and even sensitive to what other classmates thought. He developed somehow offensive character, cursing back to peers all the time when others discussed about him, not to mention their trying to rebuke him for what wrong-doings he had made. I was a little worried about it, thinking the class order would be disturbed by dormant, unseen, coming arguments among my little friends.