Give, Give, DaughterGive, Give Daughter.
Open your hands and let others reach in.
Daughter, you must not be stingy.
Your greedy hands always closed.
Let me open them, let the stinginess out.
Replace it with givin' as a mother’s breast to her baby.
If a mother does not share, a baby has no food to feed.
Greediness, like no survival is nothing.
With nothing you can’t live.
My Daughter will live.
I will educate you to give as you take.
Soon you would give all the clothes on your back to have a person of need walk fully clothed.
Now your hands are opened for the world to reach in.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]
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