A Story About Me And My Mom
[2023-03-29 12:36:33]
My life has changed since my father passed away. My mother is always busy with work and I can not spend it with myself any longer. I have to go to day care after school every day, I can have dinner with her, waiting for my mother's work to complete, she must work on Sunday.
One day, when I was having a meal, we asked my mother whether we could go fair together. "Can we go to the fair this Sunday?" I asked
"Yes, I know ... but I will never spend time with it again, can I take you on Sunday?"
My mother put a plate in front of me and kissed my head. I saw she gave me a cherry pie, I smiled and licked my lips. Then I saw my mother's brown eyes and asked for the last time: 'Can you take me on Sunday?'
That was Sunday morning, I ran to see if my mother woke up. She is wearing overalls and making pancakes and coffee in the kitchen.
Mother sat down and put her hand on my shoulder. "Sorry, Lily! I have to go to work today."
When I cried: "You have no time to accompany me!" My tears flowed in my face. Then I ran into my room and I knocked on the door
I was crying in bed, I heard my mother talking on the phone. "Charlie, I am going to work today, I am feeling sick and want to know if I can meet her for several hours ... Thank you very much.
A few hours later, Charlie came and the mother passed away. I knocked on the door of my room and said, "Lily, your mother made a pancake.Would you like something to eat?
"Did she do?" I jumped from the bed and opened the door. Charlie took me to the kitchen table and my mother gave me a pancake and a note.
I grabbed the note and read. That is truly sorry for mom, she can not take me to the exhibition, she has plans to give us tonight. I smiled at Charlie and told him what he was talking about. Then I poured maple syrup in my pancake and swallowed all of them.
I waited for a few hours for my mother to go home and at last I saw her park on the driveway. I ran out and took a big embrace to her. She turned and turned on a kiss for me.
When I said good-bye to Charlie, my mother put me on the sofa and said "Please wait a moment". Then she entered the kitchen.
A few minutes later, she came back with two coconut smoothies. She tried over the sofa after giving it to me. "Thank you Mom!" I shouted at a smoothie. Then I put my smoothie and saw her.
"Yes, you are always doing work, and I am tired of going to day care after school every day." Then I lowered my head and whispered.
"No!" When my mother grasped me and hugged, my mother was panting and could not breathe. "I love you very much, Lily! I do not go to work because I like it, but I earn money to pay for food and clothing.When your father is nearby Now, I decided to take a vacation tomorrow ... What do you think?
"True." When she hugged me, my mother nodded me and shook back and forth. Then she beat my nose and said, "I love you, Lily."
Occasionally my mother tells a story about what happened during my growth of mine. Some of these stories are about her father's Padang. When she heard that roar of Papang roared roar on the street, she greeted her mother and told her that her ass got panicked as she returned to her house. I also heard stories about the lighter side of Papang and how he made pachinko from scratch for each of my brothers and sisters. However, in my mother 's childhood story, the most interesting story is about singing songs every time she always sells food on the street. The contract is that mother, her mother, makes a Philippine cuisine "Turon na Saging" at home. Then my mother will go out, sing her songs and sell them to onlookers. Until today, my mother can sing these foods in turn, sing a song and play all stupid tones on three links.
When I want to talk about my mother, I call my grandmother, Nana James. Unlike my father, she has a lot of stories, but speaking about my mother seems to make her happy and happy. Whenever she comes, she will bring me a picture of my mother, she always tel