I told the story of a young child struggling with his poor family. ( the true story of a village) .
hopefully you are touched to read the story of a child surviving and struggling with his family.
A small village away from the city crowd.
Here I was born and raised by my parents.
My name is a golek
I am the fourth of three children.
I am the only son.
I'm not at school
And I can not write.
I also can not read.
My sister is not school either
Because the economy and the distance is very far away.
School distance with our village up to 5 hours rowing on a bicycle .
first siblings his name is neli.
brother neli already died of stomach pain 4 years ago.
my second brother risty
brother risty married a young man from the city 8 months ago.
Until now risty brother never came home.
We all miss our sisters very much.
We are very sad
Tina my older sister,
Tina's is now 14 years old.
Older sister tina also suffered from stomach disease since childhood.
While my father was sick
Because my father is very old.
My father was born on February 28, 1952.
My father is 66 years old.
And father also can not work.
Now my mother is the backbone of my family.
I also help my mother every day.
If my mother cooks
I cleaned the house
If my mother is washing
I am carrying water for drinking and bathing
If my mother goes to the rice fields, I take care of my father and sister, tina .
If I go to the paddy field, my mother who lives at home keeps my father and sister.
We never break a single day,
Because if we do not work,
We can not eat.
It's a pity for my sick father and sister at home.
We went to wage-working fields in the village's rich people.
We were paid $ 2 a day.
We buy rice and other needs are not enough.
But we are sufficient.
The important thing is we can eat
It's the most beautiful grace for us.
We are very grateful even if only eat once a day.
Although there is no electricity in our house,
Our house is always bright with love and togetherness.
Although only in the old hut.
but we are always grateful for the gifts that God has given us.
i promise myself,
When I was a teenager
I will make my mother, father and sister proud of me.
I will go to town to find work,
And all my salary
I'll give it
To my parents.
This is my dream
May the GOD give me my prayer.
Amen.
Source .
this is the story of the life of a small family in the village. Hope you are happy to follow the story from me.
thanks .
Did you write it?
yes, I wrote it.
I am still in the learning stage.
sorry if my writing is not perfect.
I will write better.
thanks @lorilikes
Is it a true story? Is this your personal experience?
this is a story, a true story.
a boy who met me last year.
that time he told me about his life.
I am inspired from you.
I recalled, and tried to make a post.
although the result is not perfect, but I am glad to have started writing.
this is also thanks to you dear.
thanks ya @lorilikes.