There was a major earthquake.
It buried a school.
Children were studying in that time.
That was a bad day of people around here.
There was a young man.
He was a father.
He rode his motorbike very fast.
He thought about his little daughter and felt very worry.
He found his daughter’s class and started to dig.
Everyone were sad but no one supported him because they didn’t trust to miracle.
But the man trusted the miracle.
He dug and beseeched : “Please help me.” Long time passed, many people said him that he must to go home.
Even the rescue teams shook their head and went away too.
The man kept dig although sky was dark.
All night, he didn’t rested.
He drank his sweat.
Next day, when the sun was very high, he saw notice board of his daughter’s class.
He was very happy.
He yelled: “ Where are you, Laura?” Suddenly, there was a small answer sound: “I’m here, dad.” Wall made a big space.
I was same as a cave.
All children were alive.
With ten blood fingers, he hugged his daughter.
Laura said with him: “I said to all my friends that we will rescue by my dad.
Because he promised that he will protect for me in all my life.”
December 2016
Şİmdi oyla! 