He Wasn’t A Shame, A Misfortune
He Wasn’t A Shame, A Misfortune
“Thank God, all my children succeeded to get their university degree.” Something like that said a mother. They were her pride, her crown. And I thought, what if one of them was a failure. And what about those who never could afford, pride themselves on a university degree? Is He so partial, prejudiced?
And I remember a family with a son who was backward, he couldn’t attend school, but the whole family even so, more loved him, supported, defended, protected him. He wasn’t a shame, a misfortune. His father who is Doctor leaves him free when he visited his doctor’s consulting room during his practice. His mother once saved him by reviving him by mouth to mouth respiration, his sisters and even his grandmother loved him, they always took him along with them. That’s what I call great, what I respect.
September 2009
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