One
time I gave all my money to a gypsy boy.
We had gypsies in our city traveling somewhere.
They were sitting on the ground in dirty clothes with babies, begging for money and everyone pretended they were invisible.
Gypsy boy, may be eight years old, stopped me near the bus stop, and asked for bread.
He looked at me with big brown eyes and said:
We had gypsies in our city traveling somewhere.
They were sitting on the ground in dirty clothes with babies, begging for money and everyone pretended they were invisible.
Gypsy boy, may be eight years old, stopped me near the bus stop, and asked for bread.
He looked at me with big brown eyes and said:
Girl,
I have seen a lot of beautiful girls, but
I
haven't seen any one as beautiful as you!
And he smiled...
And he smiled...
All
I could say:
Do you need anything?
In
stead of buying bike, toys, books
I gave him all money I had.
His mother thanked me, gave me their dry piece of wood to be happy.
Then I received a phone call from Canadian Embassy that my immigration papers had been approved ...
I gave him all money I had.
His mother thanked me, gave me their dry piece of wood to be happy.
Then I received a phone call from Canadian Embassy that my immigration papers had been approved ...
