DP Daily Prompts: My Hero

Who’s your Hero? Tell us a story about why that person plays such an important role in your life.

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After my father passed away, my mother took care of us, she cooked for us, she kept our house in order. She looked after our needs and made sure we had everything, i.e, clothes,books,  and a safe environment.

My Dad left sufficient funds in my mother’s name. My mother used some of the money to buy  a house in Comilla, it’s a small town in Bangladesh, we grew up there.

My mom was a very religious lady, she told me stories of the Prophet, and taught all of us that we must never tell a lie. A lie is never forgiven by God unless our life is in danger.

She reminded us that if we  do not like someone we  must never talk behind his/her back.

She was a very kind lady, the beggars who came to our house called her Ma, my mother fed them when they asked for food.

One evening someone came to our house and said, “Ma please give me some food.”

My mom immediately sent the food for this person, she was curious she knew no one comes this late in the evening and asks for food, out of curiosity she opened the door to see who it was, she was surprised to see the rickshaw driver eating, when she asked him why he begged for food at that hour, he said he finished his job , he was hungry, he knew if he came to our house my mom will give him something to eat.

My mom had a very important role in our lives, she was always there when we needed her. She filled the role of a Mom and a Dad.

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365 Writing Prompts: The best day ever

You get to enjoy the best day ever–describe in detail what that means to you, where are you?What will you do? What’s the weather like? What will you eat? Who will you see?

To me the best day is when there is peace all over the world, there is no crime, the citizens of the world would live in peace and harmony, there is no sadness, no one goes hungry, kids can enjoy themselves without fear of pedophiles or kidnappers, it would be an ideal world for me.

A bright sunny day with no clouds in the sky would be my preference for the weather.I’d then love to sing the song”Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam where the deer and the antelope play.”

The song below tells it all:

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