An old lady, a difficult independent, use to sit on a bench in a park to feed the pigeons.
One day, she brought with her a whole bun of fresh bread just to feed her daily company.
Little by little, pinch by pinch, she fed each pigeon with JOY
Then suddenly a man in his early 40s, who was watching her from a distance, came near her and told her that she shouldn’t throw away good food on a bunch of pigeons that can find food anywhere when there are a lot of people starving in Africa.
The old lady said in crazed anger and without hesitation: