Three cups of tea

It was quite an "achievement" to have completed reading "Three cups of tea" while in Kota Kinabalu.

It's a beautiful book. Here's an extract of the review from Publishers Weekly -

Some failures lead to phenomenal successes, and this American nurse's unsuccessful attempt to climb K2, the world's second tallest mountain, is one of them. Dangerously ill when he finished his climb in 1993, Mortenson was sheltered for seven weeks by the small Pakistani village of Korphe; in return, he promised to build the impoverished town's first school, a project that grew into the Central Asia Institute, which has since constructed more than 50 schools across rural Pakistan and Afghanistan.

Here's another tea story for your weekend!

One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me.

I was maybe 2 ½ years old.

Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a gift and it was one of my favorite toys.

Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water.

After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.

My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I came down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up.

Then she says, (as only a mother would)

'Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach water is the toilet?"