My daughter's essay: My father, a special soldier, won an award. On the same day, his clothes were stripped off by his classmates and he was forced to kneel in the snow on the playground.
When I arrived, she was covered in bruises and looking at me dying.
"Mom, I have a father. Dad is a hero. He didn't abandon me, right..."
I instantly burst into tears and went to the principal, but was kicked out of school.
"Isn't the point of crying and making trouble just for money? A child without a father is a loser. No wonder my son bullies your daughter but not others."
I went to a lawyer to complain, but he refused with an embarrassed look on his face.
"I want to help you too, but the court is full of people from their families, so I can't do anything."
A family of bullies blocked me from the door.
"It's useless to call the police! If you have no power and no power, what can you do to fight me! Who in the world dares to give me a try!"
After asking for help in various ways to no avail, I took my husband's ashes and knelt in front of the war zone where he died in the line of duty.
Just because after my husband died in the line of duty, everyone in the military region said with red eyes that my husband was a great hero of the country.
But now that the hero's child is in critical condition in the hospital, I have no choice but to move out of my husband's lifelong glory.
I want to ask if the medals my husband bought with his life can save my daughter's life, and can they be exchanged for fair treatment!
