The story of my friendship with the pigeons on the roof began with a family dinner.
The son of the family had some food left in his plate, when he was full and stopped eating. On the contrary, the daughter of the family, as always, ate every last grain of food on her plate, then they both thanked God and the mother of the family. A few moments later, the mother of the family asked me to give the son of the family some advice to prevent waste and food waste. I also asked the mother of the family to bring me the famous sticks of advice. After she brought the sticks, I remembered that those sticks were related to another piece of advice and put them aside. Then I said to the son of the family: Do you know anything about these birds outside the window, who wake up early in the morning chirping until they want to sleep at night, flapping their wings and combing the sky and the earth just so that they can find the same amount of food that you do not eat and should be thrown away, grain by grain, from here and there, to feed themselves and their chickens! At the next meal, I realized that my advice had affected the son of the family and had worked. The son of the family no longer ate every last grain of his food so that he would not waste it. Now, the daughter of the family doesn't eat half of her food at each meal and leaves it for the birds.