Helping someone with friends is a great virtue. A person is the one who helps others Friends formed a committee under which we raised funds together and arranged for the purchase of wheelchairs.
I would like to inform all of you in detail that children who are born with a broken leg and their feet are not working to walk on the ground, we have formed a committee in which they can They come to write the name or one of their relatives comes and writes the name. We then set the stipend for them and provide them with the facilities they need for wheelchair access and we organized an event in this regard.
At the event, we told the people that we are doing this and support us so that the poor and orphans can be better off. I feel happy to do such things and I work hard for the welfare of the poor and I do not feel ashamed I help the poor by taking donations from rich people and I help myself as much as I can I also contribute
We made announcements known to the people and for those who were rich we made arrangements on stage to make them feel happy and also gave more and more funds. Rich people give more funds because of their publicity. And we did it to benefit the poor and to promote the rich. Many people came here. I did not say in my speech that we should take care of the poor and people should help them. Listen to me carefully and when we started distributing wheelchairs there were a lot of disabled children there. We had already come to talk to them and we were sitting on one side. Was also arranged and there were some big ones here whose legs were weak
As a kid, I used to go to school and read a poem that I often remembered at school and I still remember that poem orally.
It said my job is to support the poor
Loving the afflicted and the weak From that day till today I have been helping the poor and rich people I have made my friends I understand them very well and I guide them to help the poor and Wheelchairs were also being given to children and those who were entitled to it were being given to them
After seeing the wheelchair, I saw the joy in their eyes, as if the drowning man had found a shore. It was enough that now they could sit on it and go anywhere with the help of their hands. They could walk around a bit. They were very happy.
I just want to end the talk about helping the poor
And I want to repeat the lion of this poem
My job is to support the poor
Loving the afflicted and the weak
