My Life Story (24)

My Life Story (24)

Every Saturday and Wednesday, our hometown had a big Bazaar. The people brought their products from the village and would sell them. I love the environment that all people smiling, talking with each other and shopping.

My Mom these two days would make more food than others day. I remember one day, When I was 10 years old I ask her:”Why you make a lot of food and you give sometimes the food to a neighbour?”.

She said:”I make more food because I was thinking maybe someone come to our house and another hand when I made food its smell good and I would like to share with a neighbour.”*

“Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love”.

Stevie Wonder
*-Picture credit:gilanica