I have told you (on March 30) about Maxim Gorky’s novel “Mother”, which was offered to me by the beautiful sisters May and Mira Metri. When I read it, I recalled with an effort the forgotten letters (page 102). Who will raise us, in our country, from this exhausting slumber that seems to have no end? In Gorky’s novel, the insistence of the poor on coming out of “the slavery of fear and envy, and the influence of greed, idiocy and ignorance” is a slap on our spiritless and concealed faces. The mother, as a person, transcends physical motherhood to the eloquence of awareness that every human being, regardless of gender, age, education, or social status, is responsible for the advancement of his country, responsible for rejecting injustice, desertion and settling for self-lamenting… How will we remember that every one of us is personally responsible for giving rise to a homeland that is worthy of all its people? “People live waiting for something good” (page 239).
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