Our mother is the one whom brought us into the world and without her, we will not have 'yesterday', 'today' and 'tomorrow'. Make use of the days to fulfill your mother's vision and not dissapoint her in anyways as she loves us and want us to have the best. For you people who gets angry easily at your parents, just think, if it was not for them, you would have ended up in the streets or you would not even have the chance to be born into this world and have what you have now. So, whatever it is, remember that a scolding or a punishment always mean that they want you to learn from your mistakes and never dwell in it.
A story i came across on the bulletine board on Friendster which was forwarded by Sze Mun. I really hope that after you guys read this, just think about the guilt that you'd caused yourself by dissapointing and angered your parents when all they are up to is for a better future in you. So, be the eyes, the legs, the hands, the mind, and a filial son or daughter to your parents!
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My mom had only one eye.
I hated her... she was such an embarressment.
My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell, anything for the money we needed. She was such an embarressment.
There was this one day during elementary school, it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarressed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school...
"Your mom only has one eye?!?!", they taunted me. I wished that my mom would just dissappear from this world so i said to my mom, "mom.. why dont you have the other eye?! If you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why dont you just die?!!!"
My mom did not respond.. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to say all this time.. maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didnt think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night... i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, then turned away. Because of the thing i had said to here arlier, there was something pinching me in at corner of my heart. Even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So i told myself that i would grow up and become successful because i hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
I studied real hard. I left mymother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence i had. Then, i got married. I bought ahouse of my own. I had kids too. Now i'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when..
What?! Who's this?!
It was mymother, still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling down on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. And i asked her,
"Who are you?!" "I dont know you!!!"
As if trying to make that real. I screamed at her," how dare you come to my house and scare my daughter!""GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" and to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, i'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she dissappeared out of sight. Thank good ness that she doesnt recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life. Then a wave of relief came upon me...
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion was sent to my house. So, lying to my wife that i was going on a business trip, i went. after the reunion, i went down to the old shack, that i used to call a house, just out of curiosity. There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But i did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand....
It was a letter to me. My son... i think my life has been long enough now and I won't visit Seoul anymore, but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much and i was so glad when i heard you were coming for the reunion. But i decided not to go to the school for you and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was an embarressment for you. You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mom, i couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so i gave you mine... i was so proud of my son as he could see a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple of times that you were angry with me, I thought to myself...
'It's because he loves me..'
My son... oh, my son... i dont want you to cry for me, because of my death. Please dont cry.... my son, i love you so much.
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