Happy Mother's Day

After reading Susana's blog about her mother, naturally, I reminisce my every moments with my mother in the past too.

Talking about my mother, the first two words that come to my mind to describe her are tough yet kind-hearted. Tough as in she, a widow and the only breadwinner with only Form one level of education, managed to bring four children up all by herself. She faced many obstacles in life but she was smart, tough and determined enough to sail through them. Bringing along with the children, nothing could put her down but making her to become tougher and standing firm to protect her children no matter how many catastrophes we had gone through (no joke, we really had gone through fire, flood, twister and poverty). I would not be here anymore if it was not her who sacrificed herself, dashed into the flames to save me out of fire when I was eight. A very serious fire that engulfed eight families' homes and every bit of it still deeply ingrain in my mind.

We were not rich but a fire caused us even poorer. My mother had to work even harder to gain enough for living and our educations. She was a taylor and as she was good in cooking, she had slowly become an "indirect" food hawker for school children. Well, she used to pack our lunch to school and once in a while, we would share food with our good friends in school and they loved her cookings. Slowly, sharing had become food ordering from them! Sooner, more and more students (even teachers) started to order lunch from my mother until school canteen owner started to complain about it. Amazing, right? Haha...

Other than being tough enough, on the other side, she was a very kind-and-soft-hearted woman. She loved kids and kids loved her too! She was a nanny-mother for my neighbour's children and they used to call her mom as well. Whenever my neighbour (who was a minimarket shopkeeper) was busy, she would cook for the family and the children. She was just so helpful and kind to people. I still remember there was always an old lady who had slight mental problem with no children come to our house for a nap on the floor. She dared not to go other houses (where most people would not ler her step into their house) but only to ours just because my mother was too kind to let her do so. That old lady was smelly and we, children did not like her much and always complaint about it. My mother always patiently taught us not to forget how people help us whenever we had difficulties and we must always remember we should help others as well whenever we can. That was her, always be so kind and nice to people.

We had a very strong bond with her. She was our great mother and a good friend as well to share our happiness and problems. At times, she could be strict in training us to do housechores which we always complaint about but we appreciate it when we grow older as we know we are more independent than others. I am the youngest in the house and I was the only one who sticked to my mother most of the time at home. So I used to be very very close to my mother just like sisters. Like what Susana said, we used to chat on bed till morning most of the time. I was the most talkative one at home. The first thing I usually did after school was talking in front of her while she was sewing. I could spent one two hours talking all about my friends and teachers in school. Sometimes, when I noticed she just keeping quiet while I talked, I would act like a spoiled child and said," Do you really pay attention to what I'm talking about??" Then she would quickly comfort me and said in mandarin," 有啦，有啦！" LOL~

I remember during my rebellion period, I started to argue with my mother. Once, I refused to talk to her for quite some time until she secretly cried at night and felt so upset because of this. Think about it, I really was a bad daughter to hurt my mother so much. I feel very bad and sorry about this until now. I am sorry, mom and I know it is too late to say all these.

It has never been an end talking about my mother. There were too many stories in between us, be it happy or sad. I am always glad and proud of having such a wonderful mother but it is pitiful that I don't have the chance to show filial piety to her anymore. Deep from my heart, I respect her much and I will remember every words she taught me for life. That is the most valuable thing she gave me. Mom, we promised that we will be tough as you and we want to let you know we will always live our life meaningfully and successfully with happiness and that is the best gift we can give you. We love you, mom! Happy Mother's Day~