Nigora Tursunboyeva
By: Nigora Tursunboyeva
Worth Noting:
- At one point, a big dog appeared, biting a bone. He also gave the bone to the sick dog. He raised his head and started kneading the bone and felt much refreshed. At one point, they all fell asleep in each other’s bed. As I continued on the road, I remembered our neighbor Aunt Nasiba. Are animals kinder than people?!
- Aunt Nasiba was abandoned by her children when she was ill. Neighbors were aware of him. So the puppies are kinder than Aunt Nasiba’s children.
Late autumn. Darkness began to fall around. As I walked down the street, I noticed various people on foot. Someone is in a hurry to go home, someone is busy reading a newspaper on the bench despite the cold. As I was quietly walking away, I suddenly saw a group of puppies. I looked closer. He went to his mother who was lying in bed and moaned very sadly. As far as I know, his mother is sick. I took out my bag and saw that there was a piece of bread left over from my lunch. I took it and threw it to the puppies. Although he was hungry, he pushed the bread to his mother. His mother ate the bread. I was surprised. Do these animals have love too?!
At one point, a big dog appeared, biting a bone. He also gave the bone to the sick dog. He raised his head and started kneading the bone and felt much refreshed. At one point, they all fell asleep in each other’s bed. As I continued on the road, I remembered our neighbor Aunt Nasiba. Are animals kinder than people?!
Aunt Nasiba was abandoned by her children when she was ill. Neighbors were aware of him. So the puppies are kinder than Aunt Nasiba’s children.
I don’t know how I got home with my imagination.
Every day when I come home, hot food is ready, houses are clean. My mother came out of the kitchen holding her waist.
– Yes, my daughter, are you upset?
– No, honey, I’m just… Does your back hurt?
– Well, you know, my old patient…
Did I ignore my mother’s illness?
Dad is used to it as usual…
I looked at my mother. Wrinkles fell on their faces. Involuntarily, puppies came to my eyes.
Even though he was hungry, he hung his bread on his mother. A propeller around his mother because of his illness. Do I not have this animal intelligence? I have such a family given by God. I have never disappointed my parents and grandmother. My brother, brother and sister are busy with their work. Mom, forgive me. I was crying inside. Everyone gathered for dinner. Again, my mother sat down later than everyone else. After eating, they left one after another. My mother began to eat alone and put away the dishes.
I ran and took the dishes from his hands.
– Give it to me, I’ll wash it myself.
My mother blinked in surprise.
– Now it will be different in the family, mother. Everyone in this family loves you. This is my family, I said quietly.
– I learned to show love to the family, the sanctity of the family from dogs, mother.
– Don’t you have a fever, girl?
My mother was surprised.
– You rest in peace, mother.
My mother slowly went to the window, wiped her moist eyes, and hugged me tightly.
I have a kind mother, kind family. Along with these thoughts, the lights burning in the distance passed before my eyes like clock
Nigora Tursunboyeva was born on February 23, 2009, in Namangan region. Currently, she is a 9th grade student of Ishakhan Ibrat creativity school. Along with writing poems and stories she can speak freely in 4 languages: English, Russian, German and Uzbek.
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