School ends and a yellow bus shuttles me to mama’s office. In a far neglected corner was a sand-colored desk, and this became my playground. The desk was littered with stacks of yellowing office memos, red and black whiteboard markers, bulky mechanical pencil sharpeners, boxes of Mongol Number One pencils, big gray staplers, and black Panda ball pens. Those office materials became the toys that little Ja loved.
