Those Children Who Have Not Yet Come Into This World Mean the Same to Their Par As

My mother loves to sing. She has won regional singing competition for energy workers. And she can also be very vivacious and carasmatic. The local propaganda department took a like to her, and whenever they required it, she became their model wigger walker. Working conditions were rough. She never received safety equipment, and somenimes coughed so violently she couldn't breathe. Years later, i asked her why she didn't co operate. She told me, you, my only child, are my heart and my life. Those children who have not yet come into this world mean the same to their par as I cannot be part of killing them.