Love Affairs: My LB

LB: Little Brother.
He was literally little- a few inches shorter than me. But his big heart and big brain more than compensated for it.

He was the friend that I almost missed. In our four years of secondary education, it was only in fourth year that we really got to know each other and became friends.

He was my seatmate for one quarter. That one quarter was hilarious. I don't know if I've learned much from the teachers but I knew I learned a lot from LB.

At that time, I was more of the achiever. He was more of the easy-going student- not minding the grades but he was minding the lessons learned. He wanted to learn. He was an eager learner, a bright student, an excellent writer, a hilarious joker, a sweet friend all rolled into one. He was one person I'll never get tired of although he would often ask food during recess time or entertain me with his silly but true stories.

For that one quarter, I learned about the life of LB. It was quite colorful. I didn't know that this seemingly quiet (but fun blabbermouth in reality) had a lot going on in his mind and in his past.

What was more fascinating was he was willing to share those with me. He shared his thoughts, his feelings, (sometimes his anger or annoyance), his clever theories of conspiracy, his marvelous poems with his seatmate whom he hadn't known for a very long time. I'm actually wondering now how he easily trusted me. It's probably because I almost had the aura of a mother (or an older sister). I was one who would be willing to pause and listen to him.

Yet, I'm really glad he trusted me even for a short time. He was one person I'll never forget. Everything he has shared with me is still here ... in my mind and in my heart.