Do you know the famous story about a woman ask her child which part of the body is the most important? The answer is the shoulder for it could be the place for people we love to lean on.
However, for me, that is not enough. It's true that the shoulder could comfort others but that's all. It can't do nothing to helpthem solve their problem or properly get them over their sadness. In my point of view, it's my hands that are the most important. With my hand I can feed, clothes, take care of myself (I didn't mean that people without hands can't take care of themselves. They just have to do it another way). In short, I can prevent myself from being a burden. Futhermore, when people I love in trouble I can reach out my hand and help them stand up again. I can help them solve their problem and even if I can't, I can at the very least embrace them and give them a little peace.
Yes, I'm certain that my hand is my most precious possesion.
Friday, February 1, 2008
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a hand wipes tears rolling down.
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