Markei Lynch

How much pain, how happy

On the day he received the admission letter, he and his father were pulling weeds in the summer fields under the scorching sun. The postman stopped his car in the field and called out his name. The father wiped his hands on his trousers, went over, took the letter, opened it, read it twice, folded it in half, and pocketed it. His father said to him, you have been admitted to the university. Then squat down and pull the grass.