He is a retarded and autistic child.
His father is in the last and final stage of liver cancer.
His mother is no more; probably couldn’t bear to see her son’s condition of suffering.
He is now 21, a young adult.......
He has lost her mother since he was 8 years old.......
His father is his only hope of support.....
His father teaches him, patiently without complaining, murmuring, or giving up hope.
But sometimes he just can’t follow instruction......
And sometimes he can’t remember his direction.......
He needs his father to cook for him.......
He needs his father to change his cloth.......
He needs his father to accompany him most of the time.......
He just cannot live without his father.......
His father seeks everywhere for help.......
But his son is too old for orphanage.......
Too young for old folk home.......
And there is no other institution wanting to take him.
His father is at his wit's end......
Then a private welfare institution comes to help......
It is a great moment......
The father sews a note on every cloth of his son regarding his son's identity.
The father teaches the son the various daily routines in life......
The learning process is slow, with much pain and sorrow......
The father's sickness worsens, but he continues to help the son........
The father finally dies, and the son knows not what has happened.......
The son is finally on his own......
Learning to do everything on his own.....
It isn’t easy for him.......
But he finally is standing on his own feet now.......
.......Thanks to the father.
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