The nun that got left behind and Sister Mao guided had said – a word that I needed to hear around this time --
"I may lose my breathing pattern, but I am ready to face this kind of hardship. I am not giving up! A nun must be stronger by heart; firmer as it becomes as difficult and complex as an imperial exam. Lighting the candle is more worthy of me than giving up because of what I have felt."
And here I was wearing a little faith as I watched the nuns because I had eyes to see them happily cheering and praising for the success of their fellow nuns. My muscles in my jaw tightened,d and I clenched my fists, looking away with sudden sadness hitting the inside of m as I heard Sister Mao calling out for me.
I must admit that my total concentration is on my hands, which are still clenched; I am aware that an audience could see it.
