THE STREET SWEEPER

Whenever I leave home, I see him sweeping the street with the same steady effort and vivacity. I used to greet him first and he replied with a broad smile shining his cheerful face. Now he is the first one to exchange greetings. He is very diligent and thorough in his work.

I am sure that he doesn’t receive his moral and material reward but he gives us meaningful lessons for life.

My very respect to the person I do look up to.