The Gift of Giving
As a young child, I learned about giving. My pocket money was 25 cents; three cents of that was given on Sunday in Sunday school for the mission outreach. The rest of the money went into my little piggy bank, and when it was full, into my savings account. As of this day, I have no problem in giving money to good organizations. All through my working years, I saved. I am now retired and have enough income to live very nicely and travel. I thank my parents for that.