The gratitude

In my rural home, there is a woman who gives my parent vesitables and fruits. Her son was my classmate in the elementary school.

I liked him. Because he had the tender heart and the sense of humor. However, he was not good at the study of the school. So, he began to work at his time that he finished the junior high school.

I have been told recently as follows.

'We were in the elementary school, he exhibited the homework of the summer vacation. I stared at it and priased him for it. He seemed to be glad, and he had been sleeping to put the homework on the bedside for a long time.'

I had forgotten completely what I had praised at that time. I reflected. I felt his and his mother's greatness. I noticed it was not worthy the something to be thanked but worthy the mind to thank something.

I want always to work with the gratitude.