One step at a time, one day at a time, just today, just this day to get through.
One step at a time . . . one day at a time. Just today—just this day to get through . ..
He was floating with his head down, blood streaming from a bullet hole in the back of his neck.
If he were older and stronger, would he have given water to those men? Or would he, like most of the group, have kept his water for himself?.
Quitting leads to much less happiness in life than perseverance and hope. Salva Dut.
Salva shouldered his way through the crowd until he was standing in front of the list. He raised his head slowly and began reading through the names. There it was. Salva Dut—Rochester, New York. Salva was going to New York. He was going to America!.
