I cried for my brother part 1

Colekdikit By Colekdikit, 17th Oct 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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Prepared in a tissue first yes .. The story this time is no less interesting with the previous story. And we can take a lesson / conclusion that family is precious treasure.

I cried for my brother part 1

I was a boy who was born in a very remote mountain village. Day after day, my parents had a farmer plowing a yellow dry soil with their backs facing the sky. I also have a sister, three years younger than me. One time my brother wanted to buy a handkerchief which all the friends around me seem to carry it, I directly go home megambil uanga fifty cents from my father's drawer. The father immediately noticed. He made ​​my sister and me to kneel in front of the wall, with a belt in his hand pingang. "Who took the money?" He asked. I was stunned, too afraid to speak. Father heard anyone confess, so he said, "Well, then, you two should be beaten!"
He lifted up the bamboo stick aloft. Suddenly, my sister grabbed her arm and said, "Dad, I did it!"

The belt is my brother's the buttocks hit insistently. The father was so angry that he continually whipped until he lost his breath.
Afterward, he sat on a chair crease while we were in a state megoce scold, "You have learned to steal from home, what other embarrassing things will you be doing in the future? You shameless thief! "That night, mother and I hugged my sister in our arms. His body was filled with an inert blue, but he did not shed a drop of tear. In the middle of the night, I suddenly started to bawl. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, "Sister, do not cry now. Everything has happened. "

I still hate myself for not having the courage to come forward. Many years have passed, but the incident is still fresh in my memory. I will never forget the look of my brother when he was protecting me. At that time, my brother was 8 years old. I was 11.

When my brother was in his last year in junior high school, he graduated to go to high school in the district center. At the same time, I was accepted into a provincial university. That night, my father sitting on the front porch of our house, while smoking it, for the sake of stem rod.
My father and mother heard him said ucapa, "Both of my children gave very good results ..." Mother mendatagi aya wiping off her tears and sighed, "What's the point? How can we possibly finance both of them? "At that moment, I walked up to my mother aya and I said" Dad, I do not want to go to another university, it has been quite limited to my school. "Father swung his hand and hit me in my face. "Why do you have a soul that is so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg in the streets, I will send you both to finish! "And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and said, "A boy to continue his study; otherwise he will never leave this poverty. "

I, on the contrary, has decided to no longer continue to university. Who knew the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with some ragged clothes and a bit of dry beans. He slipped into bed and left side seelai paper on my pillow: "Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I'm going to go find a job and send you the money. "I held the note on my bed, and cried with tears running down until I lost my voice. That year, my brother was 17 years old. I'm 20. With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, I finally got to the third year (at university).

This story compete to part 2 .........

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author avatar viewgreen
17th Oct 2014 (#)

So, touchable story... Thanks for share about.

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author avatar Colekdikit
26th Oct 2014 (#)

Thanks for the suggestions and comments of you ... stay in touch

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author avatar SunBirds
18th Oct 2014 (#)

Hello friend , thanks for sharing this your post. i like it

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author avatar Colekdikit
21st Oct 2014 (#)

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author avatar puncakceria
6th Dec 2014 (#)

Informative article... good job my dear. Thank you for sharing this informations. Have a great day. :)

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