I program the lives of my mother. The son studied near home, weekend I agreed to let my father welcome to play. As for me, go to teach away from the house with the mind of the chalk: 00/3: 47 nuan nuoc Minh Sutra is career, the school announces students to find the estate itself. Many of you submit your local records and wait forever without appointment. And I hugged the file to the lack of teachers
. I chose to be a highland teacher. Teaching away from home, I have a lover - my first love - a poor guy, no job. I still decided to "follow him about Dinh"
Friends and families are afraid that I suffer should oppose vehemently, I defend my love to the end. My life motto is, because chosen should be ready to pay. Eight years old, after the most declined accident, I was abandoned. This has a public crossing of the third person. I accept loss of young, don't seize. I have done my best, can't hold it down ... It is a unimportant painting. When the body was bruising because of the horrifying sequelae of the accident (the left eye was awesome, the right hand loss, ruddy and numbness, the broken jaw and suffered a serious injury)
Not yet planted with fixed teeth, I eat very miserable and suffer from constant pain. The most suffering is a serious psychological injury, with epilepsy. Every half of me again. Each time he comes back to the fear of fear, panic, difficulty breathing needs the help while I have to be a single mother. It comes from the dead, I have to raise your children in the countryside land, The more difficult life is harder. I really need family support so I want to bring your child home. But the boy's attached boy doesn't want to leave, I do it ... I also want to let my child have internal, there are three other children. So I accept living in the old house near the school, close to the internal wall. Every day I have to witness the old people carrying new wives, new children about the world. The feeling was not pleasant but I tried to be firm. Because I, I don't mind my heart's hearing. For several years, the idea of choice is to reduce your child's injury but gradually, I realize it's wrong. The son is a common child, the son of the name of the internal side. I am not entitled to educate you at your disposal. I love you, my house but between me and they disagree in the way of education. The son was 9 years old, I tried to teach children independently, not for me to contact information early with information technology while the grandparents hugged me but thoughtfully, I was a little, my mother caught her own, Self-showering, sleepless no one scratched her back. The grandparents also gave a good phone, just a net approach to the net, playing games ... I intervened, adjusted it would be sulky. It is not yet to say if my house has guests, especially male guests will be looked at and criticized. My son was warned by grandparents, her mother married, you will leave the edge. When the son told me to live with the grandparents to be worried and worried, I was taken into account. Naturally, if you have to choose between playing with your willing and training, your child's paradise is still playing. I was helpless because I couldn't make a serious dialogue with him and his family about nurturing and educating children. NOT, I found that this environment is not suitable for two parents, especially for the formation and development of their personality should decide to transfer accommodation. I was forced to leave my house that sweated her tears built, taking her back to his hometown, dozen with his parents. I have to transfer the work yet, I have to cross a distance of nearly 40km to teach with both motorbikes, buses and walking. With fragile health, many people can cockpit but I still decide to go. I re-program the lives of my mother's mother. The son studied near home, weekend I agreed to let my father welcome to play. And I got away from home with the mind of the chalk. I spend time interesting, helping students with particularly difficult circumstances by moving, calling the help of benefactors. Being loved by the students, I saw the hardships of the distance as small as small. *** Now, many people meet me on the bus still ask: Stars naturally hurt and leave home to teach far away for extreme Is the dear? I just silently laughed, I couldn't say that, because the fate split bad cards, I had to think about how to win. Nguyen Thi Bich Nhan . Dịch vụ:
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