@Fidekus91

The lost Mom. In one city, there lived an ordinary girl name Grace. She worked as a waitress in a restaurant. Grace never gave herself a break and took as many shifts as possible in order to earn money and one day open her own place. She know that there was always food left in the restaurant, which was written off and thrown away because it wasn't needed. Grace asked if she could have it. And the manager said she could. But instead of carrying it home, she gave the food to people in need. At the end of the day there were always old men and women, sometimes seven children at the door step of the restaurant. Grace tried to make sure she gave something to everyone. She gave food wrapped in bags and treated them to hot, which she always paid from her own pocket. Once an old lady appeared at door of the restaurant. She looked lost and couldn't really explain how she got there. Grace couldn't leave her alone on the street and she led her to a table. She know that she still had a few bags of food in stock. While the old lady was drinking tea and eating warm rolls, Grace found her relatives phone number and contacted them. The airline for the old lady lady an hour later. But after she was taken away, the manager approached Grace with a very serious face and said that she can't work here anymore because she was giving away food for free. Grace didn't know what to say. She tried to justify herself. After all she was allowed to take the food that was being written off. But the manager didn't want to listen. Then, Grace began to collect all her things to take home. All the staff supported her and told her not to get upset. That evening she walked the street for a long time, unable to accept what happened. She was hurt and lonely. After a week, she decided to return to ask for another chance, but the manager refused. She got upset and sat down on a bench in front of the restaurant. Grace was brought back to reality by a stranger who called her name. She raised her hand and squinted at the sun. A you man was standing in front of her. He was suited up. He held out to be the son of that old lady she helped sometimes ago. He said his mother had Alzheimer's and it took her several days to remember what happened and what the girl did for her. He offered Grace a job as a manager in a restaurant. He said that he wants only people like her to work with him. It's doesn't matter what difficulties you have on you was and how disappointments there will be in your life, the main thing, in any situation, is not to forget to remain human. And the world will surely smile back at you one day. Read and be bless and don't forget to drop your comment.

Never Jodge In a quaint American town, residents had been disturbed by a theatening-looking pit-bull that roamed the neighborhood. An elderly woman name Rhoda went shopping and to her surprise the road was being blocked by this same dog. But Rhoda for some reason was not frightened. The dog surprisingly behaved quite calmly, even a little afraid of the harmless woman. Rhoda immediately realized that the dog was very hungry, as he started sniffing around the woman's bags for something to eat. And after looking around for some time, the old lady decided to take the dog to her home. She called the dog who obediently followed her. Neighbors, upon seeing the two together, gasped, as they felt that such an aggressive breed was not desirable to have around the house. When the weman got home, the first thing she did was feed the dog. The dog behaved shyly for a while, but by evening he got used to his new surrounding and even chose his favorite spot to rest. Within a day, the dog acted as if he had spent his whole life with this woman. When the days went by, Rhoda found common ground with the animal everyone was afraid of Rhoda was sure that the dog had owners worried about him and so put a flyer outside the local grocery just in case. But she received no response, and with time the pit-bull grow stronger because more activities was constantly near his new mistress. Although Rhoda had children, she rarely saw them as they never visited. This sadened her with loneliness but now she found a friend in the dog that would keep her company. Rhoda soon named the new pet. Because of his big- hearted and base- like voice, he became known as BASS. Neighbors Jodge the owner of the fighting dog, saying she should turn him before he created a problem. But Rhoda wouldn't listen to anyone. During the following summer, Rhoda's grand children finally came to visit and got to know Bass right away. Instead of scaring them he played with them, even allowing them to ride him. One afternoon, Rhoda's grand children went to river. They were not going for a swim, but just decided to take a walk along the bank. Bass also didn't want to stay, to be left alone at home, so Rhoda put on a leash so he wouldn't run away. The children went playing, Rhoda's youngest grandson went knee-deep in water and slipped into the water, the strong current picked him up and carried him alone the shore. Ironically, the eldest grandson couldn't swim either, so all he did was run along the shore shouting for help. But unfortunately no one was around. The boy tired swinging with all his strength, but the harder he tired the more he ended up engulfed by the water gulping more and more in water. Bass meanwhile, was able to keep up with the boy following his helpless cried for help and before long dove head first into the water. Once the pit-bull reached the boy, he stuck out the neck of Rhoda grandson, exhausted by the strong, could only sling his arms around the dog's neck. The two of them began to struggle together against the river, but it seemed faster and powerful than even the mightiest adult. Hearing the children's screams a few minutes later, Rhoda neighbor ran toward the common and witnessed beast pulling the boy out of the water on his neck. The sight dumb founded the neighbor. "You weren't afraid of this beast once and saved his life by taking him off the street and now he's repaying the price in full" said Rhoda's neighbor, who carried the ground home in his arms. We offen make life difficult for ourselves based on a outside perspective. Not everyone who looks tough is villain, and not everyone who is good outwardly is beautiful at heart. And for animals, they are much more sympathetic than we give them credit for. Thanks for reading.

My Introduction Hello family! How are you all doing? I hope you are all having good day ahead. It's a great pleasure to be here among great minded people that are ready to change the story of their life. Today is the sixth day in the month of May, the very first day for the 2022 jamb examination. It's great to be part of the family. Less I forget, my name is Fidelis Kuku which goes along with my username @fidekus91. I'm Tiv by tribe from Benue State, Nigeria located in Africa 🌍. What I love: I love quiet places so as to improve my thinking and reasoning ability. I love being on my own and myself. I love to listen to people's opinions. I love reading and it's the same reason am here. My favourite game is volleyball. What I don't like: I dislike been disturbed. I don't like been in a noisy places because I can't comprehend while reading. I don't like what I hate. How I got in here. A good friend mine introduced me to this platform and I thought it's wise to give it a trial after I registered like a Month ago. She taught me so many things about being at my best here. What I must do. She said I must start by subscribing to others. I must read their posts. I must comment something that will attract them to me as a newbie. I must try to write everyday. I should make any articles like six hundred words or above. She said: I can write about anything. I must learn from other people's work. She also told me about generous@TheRandomRewarder who motivates us to work more by tipping our articles. It's sure going to be interesting been here. What I must not do. I must not insult anyone even if I don't support what they have written. She said everyone has their right to their opinions. I must not copy anyone's work. That, if I copy other people's work, it is called stealing. I must not act like I know it all. In case there are other things you I should know, please feel free to add it to the comments section. Thanks for reading.