And Yet You Stayed
Today it was 36.1 degrees Celsius. As I boarded a bus to take me from a mall to downtown, the bus driver remarked that it was hot. I agreed. When he told me that a few years ago he had moved here from Halifax, I reciprocated by telling him from where I had moved. I also said that I found the summers too hot, whereupon he said in the nicest voice, "And yet you stayed." I told him that a relative had flown to an Island in the Atlantic asking me not to sign another contract but to move here to meet some of my biological relatives that I had never met. Against my better judgement, I did. Once again the kind and gentle driver repeated, ""And yet you stayed." I told him I gave up a lot to come here only to find out within the first week that the only reason my relative wanted me here was because since his sons would not go to his church and he asked at a congregational meeting if he should resign, a professor would boost his number of relatives in church and the collection. It's been a tug of war all the 20 years I have been here. "And yet you/I stayed."