The roosters here seem to crow on the hour every hour through the night so our mornings started with bleary eyes. I loved starting my day on the roof, with my coffee in hand watching the rising sun gradually spread its golden light out over the surrounding fields. The three oldest boys usually left before we got up so they could catch the bus to Madurai where they’d have breakfast at Ps Daniel’s house and then ride their bikes across the river to their technical college. The younger boys had a bit more time to complete morning chores, revise homework; share devotions, bathe, get dressed and eat breakfast before heading off to school.
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