About

I remember a story my mother told me when I was young. It was evening and people had started going home. It was raining very heavily. A girl called Youma and her younger sister were outside. They were feeling cold. Nobody was there to help them. My mother was touched by their condition and took them in and gave them shelter. My mother told me that I should worry about people who are suffering and help them if I can. When my dream of being a teacher has come true, I promise to help other people.