when Mum brought the Blind man home, I was 17 years old. I complained how much he was eating. Mum said, he ate virtually only rice, and eating the extra bowl of rice won't make us poor.
When I wrote my ##From China to Borneo, I was thinking hard for my preface. I remembered this blind man. God had been gracious to Mum and Dad, all nine kids have a college/uni education.
