It is quite astonishing to have young students ask me what a mailbox is. This only happens when they realize I am not referring to their e-mail box. In our neighborhood, there are a couple of bright and yellow boxes, which they pass by every day.

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Not having any need to post letters via the old-fashioned way of communicating, their perception has become immune to this big yellow box sitting there near the sidewalk.

Alone talking about my mail box at home causes confusion. You know, the one which receives paper bills, paper junk mail,  paper ads, and even requires a manual key to open it. A few young expats even claim their moms do not even have the key for it as it is the dad’s job to clear it out once a month. Paying bills can wait, I’d suppose. [Read more…]