Eight Lies Of A Mother

 


This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn’t enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say, “Eat this rice, son, I’m not hungry.”

This was Mother’s First Lie.

As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten; my heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, “Eat this fish son, I don’t really like fish.”

This was Mother’s Second Lie.

Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes, which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, “Mother, go to sleep; it’s late: you can continue working tomorrow morning.” Mother smiled and said, “Go to sleep son, I’m not tired.”

This was Mother’s Third Lie.

When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her… Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother’s love. Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said, “Drink son, I’m not thirsty!”

This was Mother’s Fourth Lie.

After Father’s death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family’s life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family’s condition worsening, my kind Uncle, who lived near my house, came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying, “I don’t need love.”

This was Mother’s Fifth Lie.

After I had finished my studies and got a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, “I have enough money.”

That was Mother’s Sixth Lie.

I continued my part-time studies for my Master’s Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn’t want to bother her son. She said to me, “I’m not used to high living.”

That was Mother’s Seventh Lie.

In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, “Don’t cry son, I’m not in pain.”

That was Mother’s Eighth Lie.

Telling me this eighth lie, she died.
YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!

M – O – T – H – E – R

“M” is for the million things she gave me,
“O” means only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the tears she shed to save me,
“H” is for her heart of gold,
“E” is for her eyes with love-light shining in them,
“R” means right , and right she’ll always be,

Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER”

… a word that means the world to me.

 

 

 

*credits to the author who happens to be “Anonymous”

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Why We Love Mom

Our mothers are many times the unsung heroes of our lives. Whether it’s their endless encouragement or the example they set, our moms are crucial to every part of our lives and seldom ask for anything in return. It’s time we let mom know we appreciate all the things she has done for us.

Cake not tasted

October 15, 2010

My Dad’s Birthday was on the 12th but we chose to go to the cemetery today due to my work schedule and this was the first time we visited our Dad’s grave in a very long time. I’m with my two youngest siblings, Paolo and Jem Gem.

We went to the Cemetery, placed some flowers and lit two candles. The memory was so vivid during my Dad’s internment 6 years ago. It was gloomy and raining as if the sky was in sorrow, the rain drops as tears flow down on our cheeks as we took our final deep glance on the first man we knew and loved, our Dad.

After praying we headed straight to our Dad’s home in Manila where he grew up. We visited his 88 year old mom who happens to be our Grandma.

We had our early lunch together then talked and bonded for several hours. It was such a very nice feeling to talk to your Grandma who is very funny, it’s very fascinating because at her age, her memory was so sharp.  She knows every birthday of all of her 9 children and also the death days of the 5.

After hours of talking and laughing we left and went home.

Sadly, Dad didn’t get the chance of tasting this chocolate cake we bought for him. =(

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Common words are Anagrams?

 

This has got to be one of the cleverestE-mails I’ve received in awhile.Someone out thereis deadly at Scrabble.(Wait till you see the last one)!DORMITORY:When you rearrange the letters:DIRTY ROOM 

PRESBYTERIAN:When you rearrange the letters:BEST IN PRAYER 

ASTRONOMER:When you rearrange the letters:MOON STARER 

DESPERATION: When you rearrange the letters:A ROPE ENDS IT 

THE EYES: !When you rearrange the letters:THEY SEE 

GEORGE BUSH:When you rearrange the letters:HE BUGS GORE 

THE MORSE CODE :When you rearrange the letters:HERE COME DOTS 

SLOT MACHINES:When you rearrange the letters:CASH LOST IN ME 

ANIMOSITY:When you rearrange the letters:IS NO AMITY 

ELECTION RESULTS:When you rearrange the letters:LIES – LET’S RECOUNT 

SNOOZE ALARMS:When you rearrange the letters:ALAS! NO MORE Z ‘S 

A DECIMAL POINT:When you rearrange the letters:IM A DOT IN PLACE 

THE EARTHQUAKES:When you rearrange the letters:THAT QUEER SHAKE 

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:When you rearrange the letters:TWELVE PLUS ONE 

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:MOTHER-IN-LAW:When you rearrange the letters:WOMAN HITLERYep! Someone with waaaaaaaaaaaytoo much time on their hands! (Probably a son-in-law)Bet your friends haven’t seen this one!!!DON’T FORGET TO SHARE THIS

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