The word mother is a word filled with emotions. A mother can be one of the most important person of someone’s life, and she gives her undivided attention to her children. She fills her kids with spoonful’s of lessons and memories that embody who you are.
A memorable situation taught me to always listen to my mother.
Whenever I walk downstairs barefoot on the cold wooden tiles, my mother would always frown and say, “Aya! Put on your socks, or else you catch cold.” When someone constantly tells you this two times a day for 365 days of a year, you stop listening and it becomes nothing more than a greeting.
One evening after I got home from a tennis lesson, and I felt my stomach cramp. I did not think much of it and tried to continue my daily evening activities. However, the pain progressed through the hours, and it felt like a handful of mini push pins rubbing against the inside of my stomach. It became unbearable.
I practically crawled to my mother’s room with one hand lightly punching my stomach to ease the pain and the other waving frantically to try to get her attention.
When she noticed me, I braced myself for a mouthful of remarks such as “Who told you to wear sock,” or, “You didn’t listen and now look what happened.” However, she calmly helped me to my room and sealed me underneath my blanket.
She asked, “Where it hurt,” and I poured my heart out telling her about the gut-clenching pain. After she assessed the situation, she went downstairs and came back with a red water pouch. Immediately, I became skeptical on how a boiling water pouch was going to rid my pain.
“Keep it on your stomach,” my mother said, “your stomach hurting because you cold.” I trusted her and hugged the pouch tightly as I curled into a tight ball.
Before she closed the door to let me rest, she said, “Sweat is good; it means you getting warmer. Farts are even better.”
The pouch radiated warmth and kept me relaxed throughout the night. The next day, I felt normal again.
Reflecting on the situation, I learned my mom would never irritate me about something that was irrelevant. She cares about my health and well-being. Now, I make sure to wear my socks all season long, at least during the winter.
A memorable situation taught me to always listen to my mother.
Whenever I walk downstairs barefoot on the cold wooden tiles, my mother would always frown and say, “Aya! Put on your socks, or else you catch cold.” When someone constantly tells you this two times a day for 365 days of a year, you stop listening and it becomes nothing more than a greeting.
One evening after I got home from a tennis lesson, and I felt my stomach cramp. I did not think much of it and tried to continue my daily evening activities. However, the pain progressed through the hours, and it felt like a handful of mini push pins rubbing against the inside of my stomach. It became unbearable.
I practically crawled to my mother’s room with one hand lightly punching my stomach to ease the pain and the other waving frantically to try to get her attention.
When she noticed me, I braced myself for a mouthful of remarks such as “Who told you to wear sock,” or, “You didn’t listen and now look what happened.” However, she calmly helped me to my room and sealed me underneath my blanket.
She asked, “Where it hurt,” and I poured my heart out telling her about the gut-clenching pain. After she assessed the situation, she went downstairs and came back with a red water pouch. Immediately, I became skeptical on how a boiling water pouch was going to rid my pain.
“Keep it on your stomach,” my mother said, “your stomach hurting because you cold.” I trusted her and hugged the pouch tightly as I curled into a tight ball.
Before she closed the door to let me rest, she said, “Sweat is good; it means you getting warmer. Farts are even better.”
The pouch radiated warmth and kept me relaxed throughout the night. The next day, I felt normal again.
Reflecting on the situation, I learned my mom would never irritate me about something that was irrelevant. She cares about my health and well-being. Now, I make sure to wear my socks all season long, at least during the winter.
