While examining my cardigan

While examining my cardigan

My name is Ayşen; After my wife passed away, I started planting seasonal vegetables in the garden in front of our house and selling them in the market in order to take care of my children. My only wish was for my children not to live the poor life we ​​lived. That's why I wanted them so much to study and have a profession.
I would wake up early in the morning and prepare the few pieces of breakfast left at home for my children, and I would put 4-5 lira in their apron pockets so they could buy bagels for lunch. I would leave the house every morning and go to the market.
One morning, when I woke up, I cut a piece of stale bread that I had bought from the bakery for half the price, and put a small piece of cheese and about 10 olives next to the bread. At that time, my 10-year-old son Veysel woke up.
He looked at me for a moment. He took a long look at my skirt with countless patches and my very old cardigan. Just as they were about to put 5 lira into their aprons and walk out the door.
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