“My hero is my mother, because while the world throws things away, she saves what’s still good.”
The classroom went silent. Even the ones who used to mock me looked down at their desks. For the first time, I didn’t feel small.
After class, Mrs. Reyes took me aside and said something I’ll never forget:
“Never be ashamed of where you come from. Some of the most beautiful things in this world come from the trash.”
Those words stayed with me forever.
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