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My reserve fund
Who would have guessed that the humblest gift would become the most valuable?
When I was a child, there was a religious tradition that when children reached a certain age—around seven or eight—they would have a ceremony that was considered an important occasion. Relatives and close friends would be invited to a small party, and all would give a gift in gold: a piece of jewelry such as a ring, a pin, earrings.
In the poor European country where I lived before I moved to Brazil, these gifts had a very practical purpose. They were meant to be like a reserve fund for a child. If he or she were ever to need money for survival or for an emergency, some piece of jewelry could be sold.

December 16, 1991 issue
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INSIDE: LOOKING INTO THIS ISSUE
The Editors
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We cannot run out of what God gives us
E. Margaret Grace
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Second Thought
Vaclav Havel
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My reserve fund
Alessandra P. Colombini
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What is real?
Anna A. Vinson
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What God knows
Allison W. Phinney, Jr.
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Divine Love comes to our rescue
Michael D. Rissler
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Evan's prayer
Evan Glafke
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About four years ago, when I was fairly new in the study of...
Kathryn Hollier
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At one time I had acquired the habit of drinking five...
Beverly Willson
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Christian Science has been with me all of my life, and I...
Janet Helen Alder with contributions from Jean Irving Alder
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For many years the articles and testimonies in the Sentinel...
Marcy Froehlich