নামঃ Masrur Hasan Araf

গল্পঃ I still remember the day my mom gifted me my first ever bank, a small, colorfull one made out of clay. She smiled and said, "This is your little bank. Save a little portion of money you you have." I was fascinated by receiving my first ever bank. Slowly, I started dropping coins and note into it-money from my relatives, rewards and leftover change. My mother made it cheered me on everytime I dropped a coin or a note into it. A few weeks later, when we finally opened it, I had enough money to buy the toy that I had been dreaming of since childhood. My mother could bought that toy for me, but she didn't because she wanted me to understand the magical feelings of buying something with my own money. That little act sparked a lot in my life. From that day till now and forever, whenever I will drop a coin or a note in my bank, I will make sure to remember my mom's precious words and that colorful bank which my mom gifted me.