Saba Al -Asfour
“Nada” entered the house on the night of the Eid tiring, she spent a long time choosing luxurious clothes for her children, and in the morning the children looked like pictures of magazines, but without a smile, they wanted to play, jump, eat candy, but all the time was – a good structure – hesitating: “Do not dirt your clothes!”, Before the sunset, her mother asked her quietly: “Do you think about them after several years? Or how many times did you say (be careful)? ”
The father was busy installing a swing in the garden, so he was dirty with his pants and his shirt tears on the shoulder side, then one of his children shouted laughing: “Baba, you look like Spiderman Taban”, the father laughed and said: “The important thing is that the swing is working.”
“Laila” spent a long time in the kitchen to prepare many varieties for dinner to celebrate the return of her parents from a long treatment trip, she did not sit with her children who see their ancestors that period, after which the grandmother whispered to her: “A dish and I find it enough, but the warmth of your bosom with our existence is not compensated.”
A child said to his father one night: “Come attend the match together!”, The father responded, reviewing papers: “Later, I have a job that will make me a lot of profits.” The next day the child brought his savings out of the proceeds and put it in the hands of his father and said: “It is for you, come today, but.”
“Sarah” brushed an ancient blanket on the grass in the garden The most beautiful! ”
In a time when the pace of life is accelerating, and in the midst of the pursuit of the acquisition of luxuries, many parents are absent from the minds that beautiful memories are not bought, and that the moments of childhood are not stored in the type of clothes or the number of games, but in warmth and proximity, there is no mistake in giving our children a beautiful thing, but the most beautiful is to give them ourselves, as childhood does not preserve the types of brands, and does not remember the forms of dishes Do not forget who shared her laugh or sitting with pleasure or pushing her swing.
We do not live in the pictures, but moments, so what investment we really want? In luxuries or in memories?
