MISS MOM
I remember my Mother. She was a wonderful and great woman, the first teacher in my life. By the time I could think, she was no longer in this world. I am very hurt by this.
When I was a child, my mother used to take me to school every morning, the image of a sick mother carrying me to school every day.
Mother is very hardworking. Besides teaching at the school, the mother has to do most of the housework. Every day, when she comes home from work, she continues to do housework. Mom is my best friend.
Whenever I wonder something, she is the first person I confide in. Mom always listens to what I say and shows me how to overcome it. My mother is wonderful! I always remember her, even though she is no more, but I still feel she is by my side.
~ By: ML ~
