My Father planted the mango tree in front of our home.
And there will be a lot of mangoes on the tree every year.
One day, my sister wanted to make a park in front of our house.
She wanted to ask somebody, to cut the mango tree.
I remember how my father was very sad.
He asked me to tell my sister, not to do as her plan.
And I did it.
Now, there is still the mango tree in front of our house.
Even though, my father had passed away,
but the tree is still there.
And it always gives us a lot of fruits every year.
And also every time I see the tree,
I remember the story behind it :)
