The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world
After a baby is born he is put comfortably in a cradle for quite some months. The hand that rocks the cradle to keep him cheerful and send him to sleep is the mother. The principal architect of the life of a man is undoubtedly his mother. "Give me good mothers," Hitler
once said, "and I will give you a strong nation." It is evident that the prosperity and wellbeing in the life of a person depend to a great extent on the way his mother brings him up. If a mother takes great care of her child he will grow into a strong and intelligent young mani A nation grows from strength to strength with the help of the perseverance and diligence of sturdy and intelligent young men and women. The progress of a country or for that matter the whole world depends upon such devoted, clever, and worthy people. Hence, the mother rules the world.
After a baby is born he is put comfortably in a cradle for quite some months. The hand that rocks the cradle to keep him cheerful and send him to sleep is the mother. The principal architect of the life of a man is undoubtedly his mother. "Give me good mothers," Hitler
once said, "and I will give you a strong nation." It is evident that the prosperity and wellbeing in the life of a person depend to a great extent on the way his mother brings him up. If a mother takes great care of her child he will grow into a strong and intelligent young mani A nation grows from strength to strength with the help of the perseverance and diligence of sturdy and intelligent young men and women. The progress of a country or for that matter the whole world depends upon such devoted, clever, and worthy people. Hence, the mother rules the world.