So Here to You Dad⁺
By: B.M.
One of my childhood memories is when my family went out to “The Park of Mercy”.  I call it that because I don’t remember the name of the park.

My Dad taught me many things through things he did; also know as by example.  He worked two jobs six or seven days a week to make sure we are not extremely poor:).  So back in Egypt, at that time dad drove a taxi after he finished driving the midnight trains…. The most important thing about this outing was dad got permission from the taxi owner to take us to a park during a holiday.  I remember when we got there; there was an old lady with a kid or two playing in the mud with no shoes.  So she approached my father and asked him to wash the taxi for him. Since the taxi was not so dirty he hesitated but said fine.  I remember her face light up, so happy.  She brought a rag and bucket with a big smile on her face….