I remember

I remember

 I remember, only on church days, my brown and gold really thick NIV Bible. Thin layers of  scrunched up paper with Korean and English letters in it, a brown cover with a 80 degree line through the middle, my name on the side of the book, my very first NIV Bible.

I remember the day when I brang my Bible to school and when it got soaked because of the soy sauce. I was paralysed. Tears came out of my eyes. That book was important. This Bible was my favourite book I had on my bookshelf.

My solitary bee home is made out of bamboo, string, wood. It will be hanged to a tree. There will be flowers on the real thing but on this prototype I didn't put some flowers.