SOUL Bookshelf

I often wonder what she was like when she was a student like me— what her dreams were, and what she hopes for now. I want to know it all!

After observing my family, I realized that my own behavior has changed, even if only a little.

My dad may grumble on the outside, but deep down, he has a very warm heart.

My sister and I are like oil and water—we’re different in almost every way.

After hearing all her wild school stories, I finally understand why adults love saying, “Back in my day . . .”