17 Ramadhan, 1445
Noi and I broke our fast in the company of some of my Muslim colleagues in what has become a happy annual tradition. It felt good to be going out into the world as we so often find ourselves doing in the later stages of the month.
An attempt to convey a few of the thoughts & feelings of an expatriate teacher in sunny Singapore (and adjacent spots on occasion.)
17 Ramadhan, 1445
Noi and I broke our fast in the company of some of my Muslim colleagues in what has become a happy annual tradition. It felt good to be going out into the world as we so often find ourselves doing in the later stages of the month.
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