Little girl dream ( part 1)

When i was little girl,(grade 1 to 4) i wanted to be Florence Nightingale, who's has big heart and devoted herself for the patients, helping them UNCONDITIONALLY!!
I loved to read her traslation boigraphy and always made me feel good.
My family has big animals farm, cattles, chickens, ducks
When I saw little chicken fell in the small pond, i safed them, when my cat or kitten got some what sick, I put their nose with lemmon to make them appetite!!

During cold season, I took some blaket and tried to find the kitten to make them warm.

During the summer, when the ant finding the food to save them for raining seasons, I came back to kitcken, looked at the pot and took some cooking rice, then i went to ant area and spreaded at ant areas, In my heart, i felt , the ant would be so happy when they saw the food, because they dont' need to find around and carry around!
My parents did not really like what i was doing but they did not oppose me!!
I really felt great at that time...the feeling so right at that time!! Even if i know, i can't complete them but I still love a dream which i was dreamed when i was little kid!!
One of the sweetest dream i ever dream in my life!!grin grin happy birthday violin violin transport bunny
Moonlove!!
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mmmm....nose of cat with lemon....that sounds a tasty Thai dish. do you have the full recipe ?
hehe, that what i heard the best and easy medicine during that timeinnocent blushing
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Keep on dreaming moonlove. . A life that is build upon kindness shall never die. . . .
I like your point of views..
thanks...happy place transport good luck daisy
Hi Moonlove, so nice to have those memories, andt hey are really good ones to cherish & I agree with Kasih's comments angel

Also, many happy returns if it is your birthday!! cheering
hey, yah...
thanks for nice comments.....I'm trying as much as I can.snowman irish listen to music daisy
I'm not making fun of you, but the way you say things in English is funny. laugh Its cute, though.innocent
it's okay, don't worry!!
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We had our own Florence Nightingale in South Africa around the turn of the last century. She came all the way from England to nurse mothers and children who were wiped out by the English in concentration camps on their scorched earth policy during the Anglo Boer War.

Her name was Emily Hobhouse.

That reminds me - I still haven't read Goodbye Dolly Gray - I forget for the moment the South African author's name, who wrote the book...

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I admire her, I love herthumbs up easter bonnet easter basket daisy daisy
You are a very sweet person! There is nothing more loving than animals, even ants!

My dog died many years ago and yet I will always miss the unconditional love that an animal will give a person. Thanks.
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