The gift of love
- Can I have a look at the baby? – said the happy young mother.
The child was placed into her arms. The mother moved the fabric aside to look at her
child’s face, then gasped in disbelief. The obstetrician quickly looked out to the windows.
That child has no ears.
As time passes, the child grows up with perfect hearing. It was just that his body lacked
something that everyone else had. One day, he rushed home from school, ran into his
mother’s arms, and wept. A poor child he is, as he said out loud his tragedy:
- I… am a monster!
The mother knows that this cruel reality is yet to come. The boy grew tall and fair as if
creation wanted to make up for his missing ears. His friends love him. He even almost
got nominated to be the class monitor if it wasn’t for that only bodily defect. He’s also
talented in literature and music and could’ve made it further, if only…
- But you could still blend in – The mother sighed upon seeing her distraught son. Her
heart, too, was aching for him. Her poor child!
- Is there truly no other way to help my child? - The father asked the doctor.
- I believe I could perform an ear transplant if we could find a donor. – The doctor
replied.
The family scouted for someone willing to give the boy their ears. In the young man’s
heart bloomed hope. Two years have passed swiftly with no further progression.
One day, his father told him:
- Let’s get you ready for the operation. We found you an ear donor, but they wanted
to stay anonymous.
The operation went on smoothly, and his life changed ever since. He seemingly has more
strength and self-esteem. His talent bloomed, and that glory followed him from high
school to college. After getting into college, he studied and worked in diplomacy.
- I need to know! – He urged his father – I need to know the person who gave me the
world. I need to repay them.
- I think you can’t repay them ever, son. But it’s still not the time for you to know.
Many years have passed, and that secret remained the same.
Until one day, the day he waited has come. It was one of the darkest days in his life.
Standing beside his father at his mother’s coffin, he sees him slowly lifting her bronze
hair: she has no ears.
- Your mother said she loved her long hair – the father whispered – she looked
amazing, was she not?
The father was right. A person’s true beauty doesn't lie in their appearance, but in the
good in their hearts. What’s truly precious isn’t what we can see, but what we can’t; and
true love isn’t in things we show or know about, but things we do silently.
