James rented a small, simple house on the hillside. The house was surrounded by green trees, birdsong in the morning, and the distant sound of crickets at night.
For the first few days, everything felt strange to him, the excessive silence, the loneliness, and the long hours spent alone. But gradually, this silence began to feel like peace to him.
Every morning he would go for a walk along the mountain path. The cold wind would hit his face, and he would take deep breaths, filling his chest with the pure air.
It felt like the accumulated pain inside him was slowly easing. Within a few days, he fell in love with his school.
He started going to school regularly. There he taught the children. Sometimes he would teach English, sometimes he would tell stories, and sometimes he would play ga
