There are dozens of ponds throughout our apartment complex. It's been raining for the past few days and the temperature has been sitting comfortably in the 60s for the past week and a half. And at night, I can now hear frogs croaking, chirping, and singing away. Oddly enough, this is the most comforting noise that I have heard since I've been here. Forget the broken English of strangers and the familiarity of my iPod. The frogs are sending me off to dream of home tonight with a beautiful lullaby.
Wan an. Wo ai ni!
Shaila
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