Last month my mother opened the and looked at a lot of old clothes.
Some of them were still good, however nobody in the family wears them now.
My sister and I the clothes that were clean and comfortable.
We washed them and put them in two bags.
Then we carried the bags to a in our neighbourhood that helps families with little money.
The woman there checked every and thanked us.
Two weeks later I saw a small boy in my old blue near the market.
He was of it, and he did not know it was mine.
Now my family gives clothes away twice a year.