Not everyone is born to be rich. Not everyone can be pampered by their parents. Ten-year-old Yogi, who had an illness caused by polio as a child, lived with his mother in Jakarta. He couldn't walk properly like other children. He had no friends. He never played with other children. What he did was just work to get money. His father had died when he was 4 years old. His mother was a housekeeper. She didn't care enough about Yogi. He also didn't know if Yogi was working. In his mind, Yogi was just a burden. “Yogi, wake up. What time is it? Go collect firewood. Don't be so lazy. Lazy!" His mother said harshly. Early in the morning, Yogi limped into the woods around his house. One by one he picked up the stems that had fallen from the tree. His hands also couldn't work well, so sometimes the firewood fell to the ground and he had to pick it up again. After finishing his first job, he continued to shine shoes in the park. For a pair of shoes he would pay Rp.5000. He usually earned less than 50,000 rupees a day. Not many people came to him. But then he had a loyal customer, who always came to him every day. The client was a rich man. So he gave him more and more, paid. He was a kind man. “Good morning, Yogi. How are you today?" the man said politely. "Good morning, Mr. Harry. I am fine. And you?" said Yogi cheerfully. “Never better. Make my shoes as good as new, please!” he smiled. "Yes, sir." In reality, Yogi was an intelligent boy. But his disability made him unable to behave like normal children real abilities. The sky was darkening. Yogi came home with a hello...... middle of paper... hugged Yogi full of affection anything else?" he said "Sure, just say what you wanted!" she is still in tears. "I want you to say you love me." "I love you. I love you so much, dear. You are the one I love." She sobbed and hugged him softly. “Thank God you make it real. Thank you mom, I love you too. I'm sorry I can't make you happy until the end. Mom, could you smile at me please?” He smiled. His mother couldn't hold back her tears. However, she tried to give him her best smile. Slowly, his lips showed the smile. She was so beautiful. Yogi looked extremely happy. He also smiled and breathed his last at that moment. Tears streamed down her mother's face. If only he could go back in time, he would give his whole life to make Yogi feel happiness. “No one can realize how priceless something is until they lose it.”*End*