I walked long behind my dreams, dreams were saturated with the will of that teenage boy, who once thought that he would be able to break up the rocks that appear in front of him, and extinguish the fires that impede his path, and remove the clouds that try to block the vision in front of him, I thought myself that I would be stronger than the genie And that I will be able to achieve justice in this world, and I gained my strength from my will and my belief in my dreams, and from the food that my mother used to give me, and who saw her son as the best young man in this universe, and convinced him that nothing stands before the will And hard and diligent work stands behind any success …. I grew up on truth, on honesty and patience, and knew that the road would not be furnished with roses, and I went through harsh conditions and surpassed them, and difficult tests and succeeded them, and many tried to stand up to me For several reasons, I overcame them, and I thought to myself that I was an invincible boy, and one time, when I was young, I remember very well, the weather was very cold, and the sound of the wind was strong and its whistling frightening, at the end of the night, we went to sleep, The wind was strong, so the cold was entering between the windows and doors, and we did not have the price of the heater, and there was no electricity, because the world was darkness. ..We couldn’t sleep, because of the coldness …. I could hear the sound of my mother shivering, and my little brothers wrapped each other and put on a lot of clothes …. My mother said, take this towel, put it on your back, it may warm you a little .. I told her: What do you think that I put paper from old notebooks and some nylon bags, and worn clothes, between the gaps in the windows and doors? She said to me: We will not benefit, son, because nothing can overcome this strong wind …. I remember well That day, I worked until dawn, trying this window and moving to the other, and from door to door to door … to no avail, and I did not hear my mother’s words that she used to say, stop playing and tiredness, son, sleep and rest, We will warm up a little later … Do not tire your body more, until she slept …. And in the morning the wind subsided, and everyone woke up, and I surrendered to sleep deeply, after fatigue and trouble …………. … and when I grew up and finished my university studies, I said to my mother, O mom, we will forget about poverty and black days, after today our lives will change, you will see how I make you laugh, I change the house, and every week we will go to dinner in a restaurant, and make people She comes to you from everywhere, asking for help, you will become the woman of the people … My mother was answering with a small smile, and with great wishes, as if she knew, that the poor remain poor, and the big one eats the small and may eat himself if he is forced ……… and I lived my life as soon as the best, and despite everything I remained optimistic, and Still, even if there is only one day left in my life …. and I believe that a group of young people, if I meet, surpasses being surpassed by strength and power ……. and I stay smiling, and talk to friends who are similar to me in poverty and pain And the dream ….. I used to get the approvals, but it was just words, they trembled with the strong, and at the first wind they believed that they would throw them away, and at the first hole, they would be buried in it, so the escape was their slogan …. and always kept Alone in the end, and I go to my mother and do not answer, but she is satisfied with her usual smile ……… I will not say that I am an angel from home from heaven, I will not talk about the principles that I learned from my mother ….. and when I arrived To this stage of my life, everyone points to me with his hands, that I am different from the others, I am not like anyone, many have moved away from me … They are afraid of me, of my beliefs …. They look at me with a frightening look …. As if they are stoning me, it is true that They don’t throw me rocks, but their looks are scary, different, they throw me at it, and it is much more difficult than stones … Yesterday, a number of them were together discussing, I entered upon them, and screamed in their faces and said to them in a voice stronger than the sound of the wind on that day, I said to them (Do not stone me, for I am not a god).
(It’s true story)…….