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Childhood Memory 1
Today is Saturday. And I am sitting right now on my favorite comfort zone. Sipping my ginger tea and as I am wondering to knowhere... I suddenly remember, "Whoa! It's Saturday today. Why I wake up so early. I must be crazy!" then... I smile to myself and think how silly am I right now. Why do you think I said this? It is because every Saturday when I was still a child my parent let me sleep for as long as I could. This is what I called my "freedom day".
I am lucky to have such parent like them because they don't force me to do such households. But then, as a responsible, loving child, I don't abused it. I know how and when I should work inside the house without telling me to do so. I am a kind of person who is very sensitive to do or not do simple or complicated tasks. And this character made my parent proud of me.
Well... to tell you honestly. I made myself like this because I saw how hard our life be. Every morning my mother woke up so early to prepare something to buy at a wholesale price and pack it one by one to resale at a retail price. I saw her hardahip of doing this. Then after that she prepares our breakfast, clean the house, prepare our things as we go to school then wash the dishes and everything before she go and sell her commodities to earn for a living. While my father after eating breakfast must go at once for his construction work. As I observed everything, at age eight I learn to hold the broom and sweep the floor. Took a wet rug and polish the floor. At age nine, I knew the laundry thing and little by little I understand of being clean and tidy at home which I also applied to myself. I learned without telling how to do it. I just observed how my mother do it and then I applied and practice. I just remember how I saw my mother shocked about how I cleaned and beautify our house one time when she got home. I felt that kind of overwhelming feeling during that time I made my mother so much happy and feel so relaxed. And in her eyes even if she didn't say a word... I felt her "thank you" word. And from that day... it becomes my ritual (lol), Monday to Friday, I did some of my mother's chores so she can have time for her self too.
So... it's Saturday today... I have to do things for myself now. And I wrote this short bio of mine just to share how grateful I am up to this day that once I made Mom so proud of me.
See ya💋
@Love CES
© Love CES
I am lucky to have such parent like them because they don't force me to do such households. But then, as a responsible, loving child, I don't abused it. I know how and when I should work inside the house without telling me to do so. I am a kind of person who is very sensitive to do or not do simple or complicated tasks. And this character made my parent proud of me.
Well... to tell you honestly. I made myself like this because I saw how hard our life be. Every morning my mother woke up so early to prepare something to buy at a wholesale price and pack it one by one to resale at a retail price. I saw her hardahip of doing this. Then after that she prepares our breakfast, clean the house, prepare our things as we go to school then wash the dishes and everything before she go and sell her commodities to earn for a living. While my father after eating breakfast must go at once for his construction work. As I observed everything, at age eight I learn to hold the broom and sweep the floor. Took a wet rug and polish the floor. At age nine, I knew the laundry thing and little by little I understand of being clean and tidy at home which I also applied to myself. I learned without telling how to do it. I just observed how my mother do it and then I applied and practice. I just remember how I saw my mother shocked about how I cleaned and beautify our house one time when she got home. I felt that kind of overwhelming feeling during that time I made my mother so much happy and feel so relaxed. And in her eyes even if she didn't say a word... I felt her "thank you" word. And from that day... it becomes my ritual (lol), Monday to Friday, I did some of my mother's chores so she can have time for her self too.
So... it's Saturday today... I have to do things for myself now. And I wrote this short bio of mine just to share how grateful I am up to this day that once I made Mom so proud of me.
See ya💋
@Love CES
© Love CES
