"At last came the awful day when the third and last effort to cast the great bell was to be made, and Ko-Ngai, together with her waiting-woman, accompanied her father to the foundry, and they took their places upon a platform overlooking the toiling of the molders and the lava of liquefied metal... But ere ever he lifted his finger, a cry caused him to turn his head and all heard the voice of Ko-Ngal sounding sharply sweet as a bird's song above the great thunder of the fires "For thy sake, O my father?" And even as she cried, she leaped into the white flood of metal... Then the father of Ko-Ngai, wild with his grief, would have leaped in after her, but that strong men held him back and kept firm grasp upon him until he had fainted away, and they could bear him like one dead to his home... But in spite of all these things, the command of the Celestial August had to be obeyed, and the work of the molders to be finished, hopeless as the result might be. Yet the glow of the metal seemed purer and whiter than before, and there was no sign of the beautiful body that had been entombed therein. So the ponderous casting was made and lo! When the metal had become cool, it was found that the bell was beautiful to look upon and perfect in form, and wonderful in color above all other bells. Nor was there any trace found of the body of Ko-Ngai; for it had been totally absorbed by the precious alloy, and blended with the well-blended brass and gold, with the intermingling of the silver and the iron...
Question.
1.If you were Ko-Ngai, would you sacrifice your life for your father too?why?
2.Do you think sacrificing one's life to show love to parents is still observed today? why do you say so?
3.In what ways can you show your love to your parents, fellowmen, country and to God?​