A Son

A son wrote from war-camp: “A friend asks to live with you. He lost one arm, two legs. No family.”

But his father refused thinking his friend would be a burden. Later, both parents received news that their son committed suicide.

To their horror, he had one arm, no legs.
Note: An illustration, adapted to mini saga, during my talk —a discussion about acceptance, prejudice, judgment— to a group of young teens last Sunday. I hope this tugs at your heart, too, like it did mine.

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