The Amount of Love

We are all busy with life. Sometimes even when we are doing nothing, our mind will think about politics, sex, money, gossips. We all have problems, like 'I got B- for my Reading Class', or 'I have run out of money'. But, sometimes, let us stop - stop thinking, stop doing anything, rest for a while, and close our eyes. Without you thinking, the most important picture comes into your mind - pictures of people you love. I am going to be way so sentimental here. I watched a video on YouTube. It is about a letter from a father named Matt to his son Eliot. You see, when Eliot was still in his mother's womb, the doctor said that he wouldn't last long. So the parents decided to record everything, every bits of his life. Everyday, they celebrated his birthday, and they kept saying that they were proud Eliot can get through the days. Eliot needs to be taken care and observe 24/7. His parents made shifts to take care of them. Eliot lived for only 99 days. The parents let go of 99 balloons on his funeral - to symbolise all the days that Eliot had lived. It made me think - how much can a person loved someone? When you think about the people you love, despite their really bad personalities, they are still family, you cannot help but to love them. My nieces came into my life nearly 2 years ago, honestly I was overwhelmed of how much love i felt for the both of them. One of my niece came that day with a sore throat, she could not even speak. I felt really guilty that earlier that week I'd hit her with my own hands because she smacked my computer. I know that hitting her doesn't contribute to the sore throat. But god - what is my lap top compared to my niece? Sometimes I think my problems are big enough for me to keep sighing all day. But i think the only problem in the world that can allow you to be depressed is the amount of love to your family. My niece, is an adopted baby. I can't say how, but I think somehow she knows that her real mother had given her up for adoption. She is really insecure of the way other people treats her. You can see it in her eyes, her face, whenever her cousin got something. She would stop and look, and then continue doing whatever she's doing.

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Rasyidah Bashirah Rashidi
Even my heart cannot comprehend the amount of love that I have for her

The Jewish occupation on Palestine, and the thing that they do the Palestinians is unforgivable. I cannot understand how they can have a heart to kill people, those poor kids. I saw a picture once, a group of people tried to pull a girl out from rubbles - she was already dead. Can you imagine how she felt before she died? She must be cared out of her wits, hearing the sounds of explosions, gunshots. Can you imagine how she felt? And if you were there, and you know her, can you imagine your helplessness? And if the little girl asked for your help, can you imagine of what is going to be your answer to her.

My other niece, she had this things with lorries and the sound of their drumming engine. One time, she as at the kitchen, playing with her mother, suddenly came a lorry, moving behind my house. My niece screamed on top of he lungs, and run as fast as she could, she jumped on to of me, and took my hands. She was asking me to protect her from the lorry. Sure,i can protect her from the Lorry, since the Lorry dis not intend to do anything else but to take out the garbage. But what if, what if there was an explosion, and her life was at stake... what could I do to protect her? I could see the fright in her face that day but can i protect her from everything?

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Afifah Nuwairah bte Muhammad Zaheer Khan
Even my heart cannot comprehend the amount of love that I have for her

This is my biggest problems in life, that I do not have the strength and patience to love them. I am still overwhelmed by the amount of love that I have for them.