My mother used to ask me, "What is the most important part of the body?" Through the years I would1 the correct answer. When I was younger, I thought2 was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mummy." She said, "No. Many people are3 . But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."
Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first4 , I had often thought over the question. So this time I told her, "Mummy, it must be our eyes." She looked at me and said, "You are5 fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind."
6 the years, mother asked me a couple more7 and always her response to my answers was, "No, but you are getting8 every year, my child." Then last year, my Grandpa9 .Everybody was heartbroken. Everybody was crying. My mother looked at me when it was our10 to say our final good-bye to Grandpa. She asked me, "Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"
I was11 when she was asking me this now. I always thought this was a12 between her and me. She saw the13 on my face and told me, "This question is very important. It shows that you have really14 your life." I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your15 ." I asked, "Is it because they hold up your head?" She replied, "No, it is16 on them a crying friend or loved one can rest their head. I only hope that you have enough17 and friends that you will have a shoulder to cry18 when you need it." Then and there I understood the most important body part is not a19 one. It is20 to the pain of others.
