Honoring parents

Honoring parents

 Pralualin and charity to them or lack of charity to them are all stories we see inspired by our reality, which we live, and read between the lines of books. We teach stories to our children, they realize that their righteousness in us is what we want and what we hope to get, and you are the most beautiful stories that urge the kindness of the parents to read to our children and our grandchildren ... Good luck my father one day ... wanted a great Palestinian man In old age, to renew land plowing in his home in the Palestinian villages, to plant radishes, and to remember his only son, who was arrested by the Israeli forces a short time ago. For his father in the cultivation of the land he was an assistant, but at present he is living alone and detained. The father had written a letter to his only son, expressing his love and longing to see him. He hoped to be beside him to help him cultivate the land. A few days later the father received a letter from his son to warn him to dig the land. Three days later, the Israeli soldiers attacked the old man's house and turned to the ground. They searched for the weapons, which were mentioned in the son's letter to his father, but there was nothing in the ground that left the house. After several days ... Sheikh received another letter from his son and was a writer in it now you can father to plant radishes because I wrote in the letter so that they come and turn the earth and so I helped you in the plowing of the earth this is the most I can help you in it please accept me and create God will help you to plow the land next year. Good luck. My most beautiful room. When my mother was sitting with her children, she helped them to review their lessons and solve their homework. She gave her five year old child a paper to draw on, so she did not bother her when she was helping his siblings. But she suddenly remembered that she did not ask the servants to bring lunch to the old mother of her husband who lived with them in one of the rooms outside the house in the courtyard of the house, and she served her as best she could, and the husband was happy to do the service for his mother who did not leave her room because of Her severe illness. She hurried to bring lunch to her .. I asked her if she needed any other services, and then left, when she returned to teach her children .. I noticed that her little child, who gave him paper to draw on it was drawing circles and boxes, forms did not understand the mother asked him what paints, I am drawing my house, which I will live in when I grow up. He starts showing his mother every square and says this kitchen. This is the guest room. This is the bedroom and he completes the enumeration of each of the rooms of the house and there is a square left outside the room where he was painted. He said to her, "This is the room where I will put you, as my grandmother lives." The mother was shocked by what her son said to her. She began to ask herself: Will I stay alone outside the house in the yard without having to talk to my son and children and enjoy their words, fun and toys? And who will I be then? Will I spend the rest of my life alone between four walls? The mother hurried to call the servants and asked them to move the guest room furniture, which is the most beautiful room in the house. They moved the furniture to the guest room of the room on the patio and brought the old bed to the guest room. When the husband came back from work he was surprised at what he saw, and marveled at him. He asked his wife: What is the reason for this change ?! She said to him and tears tingling in her eyes I choose you and you the best rooms and the most beautiful if we grew up and we were unable to move.