In 1957, my father bought a Singer sewing machine and retained the original receipt. Even though the shop offered flexible payment options free of interest, he parted with his savings to buy this valuable fixture for my late mother.
He had quietly watched my mother sewing and pricking her fingers while mending all our clothes the conventional way. However, she was a picture of calm and serenity whenever she used the new machine with efficiency.
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