নামঃ Rafan Bhuiyan

গল্পঃ One of my most treasured childhood memories is when my mother taught me the value of money, not through lectures, but through quiet, enduring love. At nine, I was enchanted by a remote-controlled car in a shop window. Instead of buying it, she gave me an old biscuit tin and said gently, “Save for it.” Confused at first, I began collecting coins, resisting sweets and small temptations. Over months, the tin filled, not just with money, but with patience and pride. When I finally bought the car, it felt like more than a toy; it was something I had earned. My mother never taught finance with words. She showed me the dignity in saving, the strength in self-restraint, and the beauty of earning through effort. That day, she didn’t just teach me how to save. She taught me how to grow. I am truly grateful for the time and attention you've devoted to immersing yourself in my narrative.