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My mother Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by harnette thang, Vietnam Nov 22, 2005
Child & Youth Rights   Short Stories

  

The image of mother in every Vietnamese song is like my mother’s image. Although now our life is better, I cannot forget the pictures from the past when I was just a child growing up, and things were more difficult.

Since I was born, I lived close to the maternal side. So I grew up under my mother’s protection. Day by day, my mother and grandmother always carried me with them to the market for shopping. I still remember many rainy afternoons; my mother and I together returning home on an old bicycle and her covering me with the thin raincoat. When I got sick, she took care of me constantly. In the middle of the night, suddenly waking up, I would see her thin body sitting, nodding by my small bed. At those times, I thought about her so much, as well as my future and her life.

She worked hard all day, and then she should again take care of me at night. She gave me every drop of love she had, as well as strictly educating me. Every time I was shameless or disobeyed her, she always gave me straight advice. When she hit me it made me feel angry, but after thinking about it I realised my mistakes – I was wrong because I did not listen to her and was angry with her.

My family, at that time, had a very difficult life. Before buying anything, my mother had to calculate the cost. But to a child like me, that was meaningless. I just asked for presents, and if I lost my toys, I asked her for new ones. At that time, I really did not know that a pair of cloths was worth lots of hulled rice. Afterwards, as I grew up a little bit, I understood that my mother was careful to sew any of my clothes late at night. My heart suddenly rose up full of emotion.

My mother is a good cook. Her dishes are very delicious. When I think of the good food, it usually makes me feel homesick whenever I am far away from home. Besides that, she gave me food for my mind when I had problems. In the past, my mother used to be a skilful person and my clothes all came from her own hands. Now, she is no longer skilful but I still like the clothes she made for me before, because they contained a kind of love that I always dreamt about.

Now, her age is written clearly on her face. Her health is also weaker and white hair has appeared too much, so she cannot sew or make food anymore. Many times I think of that, my inner self is desolate, but those are just fugitive thoughts in my mind. Although I am now mature and having left my mother’s arms many years ago, the memory about us together stays in my mind forever.

For me, my mother is everything I have – she is “my wings” and “the light of my life.” Furthermore, she is the best, wonderful and respectable friend that should be lived on forever in my mind. I am now exerting myself to study as a gift I want to express my thanks for all the work that she did for me.





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Writing is a chance to perform the rhythms of life as well as express my emotions on the page. It makes me stronger in life. Whenever I am down-hearted, these words always comfort me, help me to stand up and fight against all the difficulties in this lifetime.
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lovely
keji salamat | Jan 6th, 2006
try to pay her back well



She's great
Nguyen Thanh Huyen | Dec 13th, 2005
She's really great and she's just a gift that God gave you! i understand your feeling and hopefully you will make her happy.Lilfe's invisible heaven and there 're so many angels without wings around us.I just think and see, u will relized that parents are greatest angels.



very nice article
Julia D | Dec 14th, 2005
I really liked your article and I hope your mother is well. Abraços desde o Brasil, Julia



Mothers are god
Surya Gaire | May 22nd, 2009
I suggest you to take good care for your mother, mothers are god , they keep us within them for 9 months with difficulty and treat us like no body. You have a cost to your mother, try to fulfill that, which can be just by the love you give to her. good luck

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