This is my brief story and I’m sorry if my English is not good. My father passed away when I was 3. He suffered a heart disease and left my mom with 8 children. I’m the youngest and the only son. My mom is the strongest woman in the world. I still remember once she told me a story, when my father’s body in the house and people mourning, when she was crying and grieving with lost hope, my grandma came in and see her; “Why you never stop crying? You want to follow him? There your children, who’s going to take care of them?” Right away my mom felt the blow of strength and spirit. My father left nothing except a house. That was great enough. I don’t want to say we are poor. I don’t want to say we had little food. The love of our mom grew us up. That was rich enough…………………………. My mom never remarried. She fed us with ‘nasi lemak’ (Malay traditional food) she sells on the table beside the road. One by one, all my sisters got married and follow their husbands. They seldom visit us and in Malay culture, the wife put full of loyalty to their husband. Now I live with my mom. Only both of us. And the business still on. On the same old table beside the same but wider and nicer road. I’m working in some hotel as a waiter, but my working shoes turn to steel and heavy every time I leave the house to work. It’s hard for me to leave her run the business alone. I have told her million times to stop the selling but she refused. I have an ambition. My ambition is to grow my mom’s business. I can’t leave her and I can’t imagine my life would be without her. She is my heart and soul. My monthly salary is around USD300. I have a plan, that to buy her a FOOD TRUCK. So that I can stop my job and work with her. I have done a research and the total amount that I need is around $40,000. My problem now is I have tried so so hard to save, but it seems vague. I really want it but everytime it seems impossible to me. We don’t have rich relatives that I can ask for. If we have also I’m sure my mom would be upset if it related to friends and relatives. She has a very big heart and pride. I was lost. I was lost and every time I online, it must be about food truck. No others. I love the idea of the design, the menu, and the most interesting is, we don’t have to worry about the high rental of shop lot. Moreover it’s secure from the authorities that swept our table away thousand times. At one time I was in despair, until I did not aware I type ‘HELP’ on google and it came out hundreds sites of people asking for help. This give me this idea. I really hope you can help me help my mom. No matter how much, it would be much appreciated. Help us to raise money to buy a food truck. You will always be in my pray. I will let you know once I have bought it. Thank you very much and only god can return your favour. Our Dream... Thank you very much for your help... Thank you.. Thank you..