100 STEPS TOWARD HOPE || GROUP 2 || WED MORNING || AMERICAN LITERATURE #kindnessiscool #americanliterature

Mom, today I sold a lot of tickets. Someone even said that I was so lucky to pick the winning number. I'm really happy. I know you can't hear me. But you understand me, right? We'll get through all the difficulties together. As long as I have you, I'm not afraid of anything. I'm proud of you, too. I said I don't want to buy the ticket. Mom! Mom, are you okay? Mom, please, I don't want to do it anymore. Somebody help! I beg you, please don't go. I won't let you sell it anymore. I mean everything. So you won't have to feel pain again. Please, don't go. You are my everything. Fine. I don't need any help. I'll do it myself. Huh? You wanna fight? You touch me first! You wanna fight? You will pay for it! Well, well. Seems like you've sold a lot of things, huh? Yes. You should have enough money to pay the monthly protection fee. Please, we haven't sold anything from this morning yet. Please, give us a few days and we will pay you in full. Pay in full? That's ridiculous! You said every month. We're tired of doing it. We will pay you, we promise. Now you have two options. One, painful. Two, you know what's coming next. Guys, show them what we can do. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. We got money, we got money. We got money. Here. Take all of them. Yeah, yeah. We'll come back later. Yeah, I'll take it for now. But be well prepared. I'll come back. Mom, I bought you some buns. Please, eat them. Don't skip meals. It's going to hurt your stomach. I'm fine. Don't worry. I told you I'm fine! Why do you just keep leaving me like that? I'm sorry, Mom. What do you think? Make me tired? Isn't it because of you? I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean that. I just feel helpless. Why is this life so unfair to us? You have to endure so much. And I can't do anything at all. But I'm not as strong as you think. I hate this life. I hate myself. Doctor, doctor. How's my mom? We have done the test. Your mother has stage 4 stomach cancer. The tumor has metastasized. What did you say? Stage 4? How much longer does she have? Given her current condition, with aggressive treatment, she probably has a little over a month. A month? No, that can't be. Is there any way to save her? Surgery? Medication? Please save her. Please stand up. Actually, at this stage, the treatment can only help manage pain for a long time. But it cannot cure her. I'm very sorry. Stand by her side and make her feel lost and happy. That's the best thing you can do right now. How can I tell them? Hey, Dad. What? I want to tell you something. It sounds a little bit far-fetched. But it might help you. What is it? Well, it's about doing 100 good deeds. I heard that if someone does enough, a miracle will happen and your loved one will be helped. What are you talking about? Is this some kind of sci-fi or something? Miracle? I know you would say that. I don't believe in that nonsense. Ethan, Ethan. I know that it sounds unreasonable, right? But we just want you to help people. Maybe miracles really do exist. Didn't your mom always say that living well will be good? Okay, okay, guys. I need time to think. Okay, okay. Bye. Love to you. Better hurry up. Yeah. And then he begins to do good things. Just one more last thing to do. You can do it. I hope so. I hope this time a miracle will happen. Don't worry. Everything will be fine. I don't have time to talk to you. Step aside. You do remember this. You will pay for it. Now you have to pay for it. Ethan. Calm down. I'm here. I'm sorry. What? I'm sorry. It's my mom. She's... She's ... I'm sorry. No way. I'm sorry. She's really lying. You lie. No, I'm not. No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry to hear, but ... I gotta tell you something. Ethan, Before she's gone, she asked me to give you this. This is a video that she made for you. I hope you can feel better. What are you doing? Dear my son, I know you've changed. I've seen you on the street, bullying others. But I'm not angry, nor do I blame you. I just hope you remember that you were once a boy with a kind heart. Even though I'm no longer here, I still want you to live well. Just like you used to. In the way that I have always believed in you. I love you so much. Please live for me. Lay down, it's okay. Do you remember me, my mother? She's really grateful for you. You had a car accident, right? Yes. We just wanted to say thank you. I thought you had a good recovery. Mr. Chris, have you... I don't know what to say. It's okay. No need to say thank you. I just want you to know that you all have people around you. And you are not alone. You deserve love from whatever you do. Everything you did is great. Being good is not for others. You do it for yourself. You deserve love and respect. Be happy. Mom, I will live as you wish. And I will never forget what you taught me. Mom, you can smile now, right?