Story about The Moshav Farm - Ky 1 ​​- Poor

The day we arrived, the whole village did not have a 2 -storey house. I witnessed a family, the father committed suicide after listening to the doctor who read the medical record, because he had no money for treatment. The story of that departure seems to be unexpected with the villagers, it seems that he is not the first person here to do so.

In the land we started a business, up to 80% of households live on agriculture. Most of them - the first generation reclamation also have six seventy, no longer earnest enough for new plans. Children who come to work age do not want to stick with sugarcane, with garden fields, they look for more prosperous urban places to start a career. Children are too vague about the future.

I remember, at night, Zép and Tim gathered a group of children near the house to teach. In the group, the age is very diverse, but I remember the most 5th grade, the 7th grade velvet. Our class only maintains a few weeks. Their parents need them to stay home to help households. The day they went to the arms to ask for permission to leave school, their eyes were red. We understand and do not know what to do.

The Bi loves the most colorful pencil box of Tim, every time he goes to school, he will look and borrow a few to paint. Such a color set is its biggest desire. Since the rest of the class, its paintings have returned to black and white tones. Nhung, hoping that he can go to school as much as his friends, do not be caught by his parents at home. For Nhung, the rich is a 2 -storey home, the dream is to climb up to the 2nd floor.

\ People often say: Children today, the world tomorrow. I wonder, if that sentence is true, what will the future of this place be like?

If there are no new factors, I don't know that it takes generations like Bi and Nhung, this place has a 2 -storey house, the children have a crayons?

We are still proud that our country is one of the 10 countries with the highest economic growth rate in the world. But the important point is the story of "overwhelming growth" - that is, everyone benefits from that achievement. In remote areas like where we are in, there is still a group of people who do not know the outside world. The internet has not come yet, I am still using 3G to write these articles.

Young people like us, born in better conditions, witnessed the small floods not equal to their old days in their hearts. Thinking so, my heart always reflected on the two words of responsibility. That day, Farm had no name - also meant that the goal was unclear. The way to get rich from agriculture if we follow the way we are doing - the way we start, will definitely bring results. But if only for income, it is a waste of life, wasting too great sacrifices. We need a different path, the way on which the dreams, desires, enthusiasm are waving the area.

And accompanying those big dreams, there must be small dreams up there.

People liken the flying speed of the bird depending on the last flying bird. So is the flying speed of the economy, it depends on the improvement of livelihoods for the weakest group, and in remote areas.

And so, our story is not only the story of young people passionate about agriculture, it is a story that will always go with economic and community responsibility. It is true that we only get the first day. Even so, we always believe in the future, a iron faith. What is the upcoming road, what are the models of our country, where is the world? What can we do to increase the flight speed of the birds at the end of the guitar?

Sitting at home cannot know. We know we have to go. In the immediate future, buy a color pencil box for the balls. And I know when receiving gifts, it will be surprised and extremely happy.