One fine morning I was going to
my school. As I was passing through the park I saw a small pup in
the bush. It was trying hard to get out of the bush but despite
repeated attempts failed. I helped him get rid of that thorny bush.
He was so badly hurt by the thorns of the bush that he was bleeding
and therefore was crying with pain. I decided to get back home and
carried the wounded pup with me to my home. I took it before my mom
and requested her to do something for it. Earlier she was frightened
to that pup because she hated dogs. But when she saw the critical
condition of the pup then only she dared to touch it. She applied
ointment on its wounds and she also allowed me to keep the pup in
the home only till it recovers completely. But gradually that little
pup became very dear to my mom too and she allowed me to keep in the
home forever.
Such a great lady my mom is.
~ Niel
MOTHERS
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