GMB Akash a photo journalist has touched a lot of people hearts around the globe with a touching Facebook post. It recounts the tale of a poor man who works hard each day to get his youngsters through school — a place he never went to. This is the thing that the man needed to state:
“I never told my kids what my employment was. I never needed them to feel embarrassed because of me. At the point when my little girl asked me what I did, I used to tell her reluctantly that I was a worker.
Before going home each day, I used to clean myself in public toilets so they didn’t get any clue of the work I was doing. I needed to send my girls to school, to educate them.
I needed them to stand before other people with dignity. I never needed anybody to look downward on them like how everybody did to me. People constantly humiliated me. I contributed each penny of my income for my little girls’ education. I never purchased another shirt, instead used the cash for purchasing books for them. Respect, is all I needed them to earn for me.
I was a cleaner.
The day preceding the last date of my girl’s school admission, I couldn’t figure out how to get her admission expenses. I couldn’t work that day. I was sitting near to the waste, trying hard to cover my tears. All my colleagues were looking at me yet nobody came to ask me what’s wrong with me. I had failed and felt devastated.
I had no clue how to confront my girl who might ask me about the admission expenses once I got back home. I am born poor. I don’t thought anything great can happen to a poor man.
After work every one of the cleaners came to me, sat close to and asked if I considered them as brothers. Before I could reply, they gave me their one day’s wage. When I attempted to refuse; they stood up to me by saying, ‘We will starve today if necessary however OUR little girl needs to go to college.’ I was speechless.
That day I didn’t wash up, I rushed to my home like cleaner…
My little girl will finish her college soon. Three of them didn’t let me to work any longer. She has a part time job and three of them do tuition. Be that as it may, frequently she takes me to my working place. Feed all my colleagues alongside me.
They snicker and ask her for what good reason she feeds them so regularly. My girl let them know, ‘Every one of you starved for me that day so I can progress toward becoming what I am today, pray to God for me that I can feed all of you, regularly.’
These days I don’t feel like I am a poor man. Whoever has such kids, how might he be poor!”
This man fought so much for his girls and can be an example for every one of us. We rapidly overlook what our folks sacrifice with the goal that we can have a better future. Lets hope they get the appreciation they merit.
Did you thanked your parents for what they did to you?