By like the mother Hen
There were some hunters who went hunting, they saw a hen and ran after it. The mother hen ran into a grass to seek for refuge, then the hunters surrounded the bush and set it ablaze while carefully watching for her to come out so that they will make sport of her. Surprisingly she remained in the bush until the fire finished burning it. After some minutes, the hunters went into the bush to seek for the mother hen, they saw something moulded like a calf and with kin interest they went to see what it was. Thinking what this could be, one of them kicked it and behold they came out chicks from the bosom of the burnt hen. Nothing can replace the love of a mother over her children. Be like the mother hen. You can lay down your life for love.
Credit to Fr. Nelson Onuh