I once had nothing and ended up nothing. I was a child of a poor family of five. Growing up as the youngest child, I never really had a toy nor proper clothes. My parents can barely provide us three m...
I always felt that they were an instrument of sheer torture. However, these mere eating utensils bind me to my cultural identity and hold such invaluable recollections that I hold dear to my heart.
I once had nothing and ended up nothing. I was a child of a poor family of five. Growing up as the youngest child, I never really had a toy nor proper clothes. My parents can barely provide us three m...
I always felt that they were an instrument of sheer torture. However, these mere eating utensils bind me to my cultural identity and hold such invaluable recollections that I hold dear to my heart.