My mother used to ask me what the most important part of the body was. Through the year I would guess what the 1 answer was.
When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My 2, Mommy." She said, "No. Many people are deaf. But you keep 3 about it and I will ask you again soon."
Several years passed before she asked me again. I told her 4, "Certainly I know the right answer this time. Mommy. Sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes. "She looked at me and told me, "You are learning 5, but the answer is not correct. Do you know there are many 6 people in the world?"
Then last year, my Grandpa died. 7 was hurt and crying. My mother looked at me when it was our turn to 8 final goodbye to Grandpa. She asked me, "Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"
I didn't know why she asked me this. I always thought this was a game between her and me. I looked at her eyes with tears and kept silent. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your 9."
I asked, "Is it because it holds up your head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or loved one when they 10. Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear."
