The new teacher coming to the girls' school was very beautiful and educationally strong but she did not marry yet ...
All the girls gathered around it and started joking that why Madam did not marry you yet?
Madam started something like a story - a woman had five daughters, the husband threatened him that if this time a daughter was a daughter, then she would throw her daughter out on a street or a square, the will of God The holiday bar was also born, and the husband picked up the daughter and kept the bed in the middle of the night in the middle of the night, the mother kept praying for this little night and handed her daughter to God.
When the father arrived in the morning on the other day, he saw that no child was taken, the father brought the daughter back to the house, but the other night he kept the daughter on the square but the day remained, every time the father came out and when someone When he did not go, Mubarubara would be able to get back, even his father was tired and pleased with God's will.
Then God did something that one year later the mother became stomach and this time she became a son, but one of the daughters died after a few days, even though the mother was stomach five times and five sons. Every time one of his daughters goes through that day.
Only one daughter was alive and she was the same daughter whose father was trying to get rid of her life, even mother got away from this day, five sons and one daughter got older.
The teacher said that who is the daughter who is living? "He is me" and I did not marry yet, that my father is so old that he can not eat food with his own hands and no other one to serve him. What do I serve them in the bus, and that five sons sometimes come and ask the father's trick.
Father always keeps crying with embarrassment and tells me, my dear daughter, whatever I have done to you in childhood, forgive me.
I had read a beautiful story about the love of a daughter's father somewhere that a father was playing football with a son and was intentionally defeated to raise his son. Sitting away, the daughter could not tolerate the defeat of the father and while crying with her father, Bid Baba, play with me, so that I can defeat for your victory.
It is true that the daughter is merciful to the father ...
Do not stop moving forward if you are touching the heart.