My first Lesson

It was a little booklet with a few pages

It had the number table with pictures

Under each number I had drawn fruits

I saw them but I didn't understand

After of a week playing with it

One day I got courageous

I asked my loving mother

Rather than my father

She handed me a few fruits

which looked like the ones in the booklet

I shook my little head 

and saw that they matched my drawings

It was quite view to see them all match

My sweet mother said, "Say on picture, one fruit."

I said, “Look, the fruit is in my book."

She shook her head and picked up the fruit

Then she put it in my little hand

and she said, "One fruit in your in your little hand.

Now you know the numeral one."

I understood my booklet due to my mother

and her way of teaching me the numerals 

What I had made without knowing was fruits