My Little Girl
Today, I was reading an article very moving and worth thinking about a girl from China. Her name is Xa Diem because the baby was born in the autumn. She was eight years old, she had shiny black eyes and a tender innocent heart, she is an orphan, she lived only eight years and then, she went away. The last sentence she said to justify immaturity: “Ive been alive! And I was very good.” She hopes to die in the autumn.

It had a man name Xa Si Huu, he is very poor man. When he saw Xa Diem, the girls body had a lot of mud and she was crying because of cold and weak, if not rescued, she could die. He picked her up, sighed, said, “Well, what I eat, you eat it.” Man alone was a father, no human milk, no money to buy milk powder; he putted to her a few spoons of soup. So, she had stunted, weak, very sick, but she was a very good kid and understanding. From 5 years old, she was very aware of his work to help housework, laundry, cooking, mowing the lawn as she all known fluently. She known her destiny were not like those other kids home, neighborhood children whose had both parents, her home had only a father. This small family was built by she and her father, she needed to really good, not make her father had a little more anxious or angry with herself once. She said: “Although I have no mother, but I can live happily with my father, that is my happiness!” One morning she woke up washing her face, she suddenly found the water in the washbasin changed to pink. Look carefully, blood trickling down her nose and cannot be stopped. There is no other way; her father took her to hospital emergency. The doctor said that her disease was acute leukemia. The cost of treating this disease is extremely expensive but looking at her daughter lying in bed, he could not hesitate to think anymore, he just had a thought: “Save my child!”. He was borrowing his friends and relatives but still did not have enough money. He decided to sell his house which was torn off but no one wants to buy it. Looking in the thin face and sad eyes of the father, she had a bitter feeling. Once, she pulled her father hand back, she said in her tears: Daddy, I want to die ”. On 18 / 5, the eight-year-old patient on behalf of illiterate father, make a self-signed familiar names fall into the patients own book: “voluntarily abandon treatment for Xa Diem”. That day, when she went back to home, a kid from small to large never request her father anything, but that day she asked her father two requirements: “I want a new shirt, and I want to take a picture”. She explained to her father: “Later, when I pass away, if you miss me, you can see me in the picture”. She could not go to school anymore, she stand portable pair on the small street of this village with eyes wet.

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