The struggle of a mother for her child (may we all never forget the struggle of our mother)
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Hopefully on this occasion all in good health, and always headed for more success in working at Steemit. On this occasion I will post my article about #ulog. On this occasion I will post #ulog about the poem "The struggle of a mother for her child (may we all never forget the struggle of our mother)".
One day in a remote village there was a new mother who gave birth to a daughter in a nearby midwife. After the birth process is over, the mother wants to see the state of her baby. "Can I see my baby?" She begged the midwife. However, when the sling changed hands and he opened the blanket that wrapped the tiny baby, the mother looked sad. It turned out that the baby was born not born perfectly, without both ears. Although looking a little surprised, the mother still cuddled with affection.
Over time now the girl grew up with the deficiencies she had. The girl is always ridiculed for not having ears, but she does not give up and keep the spirit. The girl grew up as a beautiful woman, smart, friendly, and sociable. One day, the girl's father went to a doctor's earplug transplant could move a pair of ears on condition that the child's parent should find out who would donate her ear to her child.
Several months passed, and it was time they called the girl. "Son, someone who does not want to be known has been willing to donate his ear for you. We have to send you to the hospital immediately for surgery. However, all this is very secret, "said the father. The operation went well, now the child has ear and makes it more fascinating. Some time later he married a handsome and rich man who loved him very much. He then went to his father, "Well, I need to know who donated his ear to me. I want to reciprocate his kindness. The father said, "Son, I'm sure you can not repay all the goodness of this person because it's time you know it."
Years change until the mother leaves her father's family and then invites her daughter to stand right in the mother's coffin and to wiggle her hair, thus seeing something that surprises the child. Apparently the mother does not have ears. "Your mother once told me that she wants to grow her hair so that everyone can not see the slightest lack," the father whispered.
Seeing the fact that her mother's ear was donated to her, she burst into tears. He can feel that his mother's true love can make it this way. The love and sacrifice of a mother is a form of true love that can not be judged and replaced. Therefore, as a child we must not forget the services of a mother. For whatever we do is not worth the love he has.
Hopefully this story can be a very good motivation for all of us, and we never forget how bitter the mother's struggle to us all. Hopefully we will never forget all our mother's sacrifices, even if we do not pay all that with money, but we should be able to give happiness to our mother, as much as we can, and while there is still a chance.
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