One of my students told me today that she might leave class early Friday because her family would be celebrating Diwali. My first thought was, "it's that time of year already?" While I never celebrated Diwali in Thailand, I did celebrate Loy Krathong (which is a related holiday). I have a happy memory of standing on a bridge at APIU watching the krathongs, candles ablaze, floating in the waters below.
It's my second year in America and I'm still adjusting to my new holiday schedule. It's no longer Loy Krathong, the King's Birthday and Songkran. It's Thanksgiving and Christmas, and spring break.
There's a certain melancholy in losing seasons,and maybe even more is a sadness in forgetting those same rhythms.
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