A Heartfelt Tribute to my Mother my Hero
Mothers are heroes and heroes are mothers. These are the exact words which truly define and picture our heroic mothers. I will begin narrating the heroism of my mother as far as my mind could remember. My mother is a farmer. The field and farm are the sources of our livelihood so that makes the field and farm her playing grounds. She did not finish any education. She tried the first grade but did not finish it so she knows only how to read the alphabet and scribble her name. According to her, her parents were not interested to send her to school because she will not learn any art of survival and living. Instead, she went with her mother to the field. There she learned how to plant and harvest sweet potatoes, plant and harvest rice, clean and prepare the field for the next planting season and any work related to the farm. She mastered them all. ...