it was the first time a had smiled in years since the war, and when my parents left me. another war had come, i had been very injured in it but one help me i had no parents to say ” are you ok, we will get you help.” all i could do was sit their on the ground in pain. except for this one lady. she came up to me helped me up, took me to help and then gave me a soup and said “get up and keep going”. i had the soup and then i smiled it reminded me of the time when my mum used to make this. when i was bandaged up, i stood up and with a smile on my face said “i am worth a life.”