It is short story that I had published on March, 27 2019. I hid it, now I decide to make it publish again on October, 11 2021.
Just to entertain feeling of readers only, because these days, I cannot find topic to write; therefore, I check and I think I should show post that I have hid.
I will show a few only.
written by Chakriya PHOU
My father was good person. He helped the villager.
He gave two-thirds of our total land, where we live, to build school for kids. He took the loan to construct the school. Then he spent remained money to build pagoda, water channel and bought seed and (baby) animal and gave them to the villagers.
He aided people in the village till he died.
Moreover, on the day he died, he helped all villagers to win lottery.
Yes, he was a very good person. He lives in heaven now.
But mother and us, that are his kids, are poor, and we work hard to earn money to pay his debt.