I was passing an orphanage and I noticed children playing in the playground. There were girls and boys as young as five, and the others were older.
I saw a little girl and it was a great experience for me. Suddenly I remembered myself as a baby. My mother was everything for me. She taught me to clean my teeth and wear dresses. She also played with me. In the evening she told me stories. In the night too, she told me stories and sang songs.
I travelled a lot with my mother. I learned everything from my mother. This influenced me a great deal.
But, what about the orphanage? It disturbed me to think of these children without parents. I feel that the mother is the nucleus of the family.
Sumi M. , VI, Bace English School, Kerala
