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Rupoti Saha
When I was a child, my mom would often sit me down at the kitchen table and talk to me about the importance of saving money. She explained that while it was fun to buy things I liked, it was even more important to think ahead and save for things I might need in the future. She taught me to put aside a little from my allowance each week, showing me how small amounts could grow over time. But she also reminded me that money wasn’t just for saving—it was okay to spend it when it truly mattered, like on a special gift for someone I loved or something I had been wanting for a long time. Her lessons helped me understand balance, and they’ve stayed with me ever since.
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Meherunnesa Eva
Happy Mother’s Day to the amazing women whom are shaping the lives of our most valuable accesses with strength, love, and grace ❤️ Today, I honor not only the mothers who gave life but also those who give love like a mother.
Whether you’re a mom, a nurturer by nature, or someone holding space for a mother you’ve lost you’re seen, valued, and celebrated.
Here’s to the heart of our communities. The ones who make life softer, stronger, and more soulful. 🙏🏾
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Anika
My favorite memory would be her always being appreciative of the food that we have on our table and by sharing it with the one’s who need it more she always taught us sharing
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Areeb Ronin Hasan
Learning the importance of money and how to save it, is a very important life skill that we all have to learn in order to succeed in the treacherous and tumultuous game of life. But who are we to learn these life skills from if not our parents. My mother is a textbook definition of a self-made woman. For me, she is the one who taught me the value of money, the importance of saving money and the methods to managing your resources wisely. In Bangladesh we have a tradition of receiving 'salamis' on various occasions. Since I was very young, I have grown up watching my mother store away the money I get for Eid ‘salami’ and keeping it safe for me. She lets me use the money for things I really want or need instead of simply buying it for me - just like the first bicycle or the first watch of my life. My mother has been an invaluable resource to me throughout my life. In her, I found not just a parent but a mentor who equipped me with the tools to navigate the financial complexities of life.
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Tanzim Ahmed
As a child, I spent money carelessly until my mother taught me its value. When I begged for extra money for a school trip after wasting my allowance, she gave me a piggy bank and said, "Save half, spend half." It was hard at first, but when my savings bought a pencil box I loved, I learned the power of small, consistent savings.
Later, she introduced envelopes for Save, Spend, and Share, teaching me budgeting. At 12, I earned money through chores, learning to value effort over handouts. A missed football boot purchase due to a school fee hike taught me emergency funds.
Now, I budget, prioritize needs, and save diligently—all thanks to her wisdom: "A taka saved today is a taka earned for tomorrow." Her lessons shaped my financial discipline forever.
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Humaira Taqiyah Ahmed
Some mothers teach their children how to save with a clay bank or by holding onto their Eid money or maybe with a monthly allowance. My mother, being a true economist and teacher, decided on taking an easier path by teaching me the concept of opportunity cost. It is the value of the alternative forgone. Since I began to walk, I would be given choices. If I wanted a doll, she would take me to the store, and show me two more, to consider every type before deciding. I didn’t understand what she tried to teach me, but it’s given me a strategic advantage when saving. I recall eavesdropping on my mother’s online classes during lockdown, where she would teach older students about saving and the various ways of banking. Now that I’m older, I understand Economics better and she goes on lectures with me on ways of banking. I fear I’ve developed a over saving attitude. I mean come on. What is a teenage girl supposed to spend on? So I save on and on and legend says I’ll be saving for eternity.
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Aaryan
I was ten when my mother handed me a crisp hundred-rupee note. “It’s yours to spend,” she said. I rushed to the stationery shop, buying glitter pens and stickers, spending almost all of it at once.
When I got home, proudly showing my haul, my mother just smiled and asked, “Did you get everything you wanted?” I paused. I hadn’t thought of the comic I’d been saving for or the little donation box I passed every day.
The next weekend, she took me to the market with another hundred. This time, she showed me how to compare prices, look for quality, and even save a little. I came back with what I wanted—and change left over.
She didn’t lecture me; she didn’t need to. I understood that money wasn’t just for spending—it was for thinking, planning, and choosing what mattered.
That hundred-rupee lesson stayed with me, long after the glitter pens faded.
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Shaikh Arham Rayan (Akanto)
It was great day at the break during the exams, and I was preparing my best for it. My mother caressed me and said the following, “I will give you some advice that will help you in the future. Do not spend all of the money you have – save some of it. Slowly you will build up your stacks. If you have any crisis, then you can use the saved money for good!” I became blessed with this statement. She added, “For example, you get 500Tk every month, and you spend 400Tk on your necessities, so then you have 100Tk left. Like that, at the end of the year, you save 1200Tk.”
I replied, “That is great advice; I will surely save some money.
“Now prepare!” she told me and I took it with my heart.
Now I understand the value of money.
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Aaryan Hossain
The Price of Patience
When I was eight, I wanted a bicycle more than anything. My mom didn’t say no—instead, she handed me a glass jar.
“Every coin counts,” she said, dropping in the first penny.
For months, I did chores, saved birthday money, and skipped treats, watching the jar fill bit by bit. Some days it felt hopelessly slow, but Mom would smile and say, “Things you work for mean more.”
The day the jar was full, we marched to the store. I picked out a shiny red bike, my hands shaking as I counted the money at the counter. It was mine—truly mine.
Riding it home, I realized it wasn’t just a bike; it was the weight of patience, effort, and the value of every coin.
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Muhamet Hasan Arad
From a young age, my mother instilled in me a habit that has proven to be one of the most valuable lessons of my life- the importance of saving. Her teachings weren't delivered through formal lectures or strict rules, but rather through a gradual process, woven into the fabric of my childhood, and the lessons she imparted continue to influence my financial decisions to this day.
One of my earliest memories of learning about saving involves a simple cardboard box. My mother, with her resourcefulness and creativity, transformed an ordinary box into a makeshift piggy bank. She would give me coins and encourage me to deposit them into this box.
It introduced me to the concept of delayed gratification. This made me understand that saving requires patience and discipline. It also demonstrated that consistently saving small amounts can grow into something substantial. She also taught me a lot, and for that, I am eternally grateful to her.
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Muhamet Hasan Arad
From a young age, my mother instilled in me a habit that has proven to be one of the most valuable lessons of my life- the importance of saving. Her teachings weren't delivered through formal lectures or strict rules, but rather through a gradual process, woven into the fabric of my childhood, and the lessons she imparted continue to influence my financial decisions to this day.
One of my earliest memories of learning about saving involves a simple cardboard box. My mother, with her resourcefulness and creativity, transformed an ordinary box into a makeshift piggy bank. She would give me coins and encourage me to deposit them into this box.
It introduced me to the concept of delayed gratification. This made me understand that saving requires patience and discipline. It also demonstrated that consistently saving small amounts can grow into something substantial. She also taught me a lot, and for that, I am eternally grateful to her.
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Armella Naveen
I remember being 3 and falling in love with a bedazzled princess doll on a trip to the mall. But as my eyes glittered at its sight my mother’s voice anchored me back to reality. She was holding the pricetag. Suddenly a weight towered over me. I said I didn’t want it, yet the lingering fantasies of my playdates with the doll wouldn’t forfeit; I could feel that my heartache reflected on my face because my mother called and sat me down for a talk. The next few minutes utterly changed my frame of mind to this day. She told me how all the hours she spends away from home, away from me, is to earn money, how it’s something not everyone is blessed with. I began to ask if things cost too much, seeing things in a new light. Last year, with the money I’ve been saving since I was 14, I bought my very first electric guitar—something I cannot live without! Thank you ma, for teaching me that while money isn’t everything, its value and the sheer effort that lies behind it is nothing short of treasure.
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Danial Hossain Rehan
Before I knew what a bank was, I knew my mother. She was my first bank not just with money, but with love,time, and care. When I wanted a toy or needed money for school,I ran to her. Somehow, she always had something to give,even if she had little for herself. She saved some mony in a old box, not for her needs, but for mine. Her hands were tired, but they never stopped working for me. She gave without interest, without limits. She taught me the value of saving, sharing and caring. Now I understand that her bank was not built with walls, but with heart. She gave me more than any bank ever could security, comfort, and endless love. Today, when I look back, I smile and say with pride, "My first bank was not a place or anything. It was my mother."
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Saiba Tasnim Hossain
When I was a kid, I always used to spend money, but as I kept growing up, money has become an important thing in life. My mother bought me a piggy bank when I was seven, she told me to save my money and taught me the importance of it. Whenever I got any pocket money or money for my birthday, I would always put that in the piggy bank. She taught me that the habit of saving is more important than the amount—start small, grow big, and because of this I have saved up more than I imagined, more than I even thought I was able to do and it was all possible just because of one person, my mother, the woman who has supported me my whole life and helped me in this money saving journey.
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Drishya Dey Sarker
never really understood the value of money.I thought money was like magic paper my parents always had.During our tour abroad I saw a massive LEGO set,my heart sink.I turned to my mother, hoping she’d see the longing in my eyes
She smiled gently & said,“I know you love it, but we’ve already spent quite a lot on this trip.Sometimes we need to make smart choices.”I felt crushed as I thought to myself we have had way more expenditure and stuffs but this is where she crosses the line, but then she added,“If you really want it, save for it.I started saving seriously and began collecting every spare coin I could find.My mother helped order a set online.Building it felt incredible cause I had earned it through patience and discipline.That experience taught me a valuable lesson: saving isn’t about denying urself something,it’s about waiting for the right time.Thanks to my mother,I learned that thoughtful spending & careful saving go hand in hand-in hand.
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