One girl's love

The girl's hair was flying in a balamchi braid, her favorite dress was a knot,

The day was to go to his father's school. When he would go to school, he was looking forward to it. Mom wanted to say she might stay home. Going to school alone is beyond the comprehension of children.

But the girl was not afraid, because the mother knew what to say, she knew what to say to her classmate. Little did she know that the little girl went to school because of her father's absence, the father she had never met, the father she had never called. I was anxious to tell everyone about him. Moments passed slowly, the teacher calling one by one with the intention that they would introduce their father. At last the teacher called out his name and everyone looked at his face looking for the father figure of each of them but the man was not there. The girl heard a boy saying. Maybe he doesn't have a father, that's when another boy screamed. From somewhere in the back, a father was heard talking, he looked like a tired father, he seemed very busy. Putting his hand behind his back, he began to speak slowly. My father's voice was not supposed to be here because he was so far away, But I know he's supposed to be there. Because today is a special day.

The two of us would share soft and round ice cream on this day, but you won't see him, I'm not alone here on this special day.

Bless my Father, that He may be with me always:

Although we are different,

He was in my heart forever, he said.

Suddenly the girl's little head came out and reached along her chest, under her favorite dress she felt her heart beat.

He saw his mother standing in the middle of the crowd of fathers in tears, looking at her daughter proudly,

There was no one equal to him in wisdom. Raising his hand behind his back, looking at the crowd,

He ended his speech in a soft tone, but the speech was clear and loud.

Father was like a bright star, he was present, because, I love him very much.

He was a firefighter, he died in a plane crash, but his death made sense

Because his death clarifies the meaning of freedom. Sometimes I feel it when I close my eyes.

Nor did he die,

One day the girl closed her eyes and saw her father standing.

Mother was surprised to see -

One lakh, there are many fathers and children gathered, all staring, I know you are with me,

Lonely the girl screamed, in a single incident the skeptics regained their faith.

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