My
Beloved Mom
I know that people can’t live alone, they should live with other. That’s
why; everybody has their own beloved person. My mother, who is fifty-four years
old, told me about her appearance and habit when she was twenty-one years old.
For me, my mother is the only one that I loved. I loved her appearance, I loved
her habit, and I loved her care.
When she was teenager, she always wore a red gown in her daily activity.
Her face is a little bit oval same like my brother’s face. The small beautiful
nose plugged in her face. The slightest small lips looked beautiful. I know
that when she smiled, she will look more beautiful. Her hair was softly brown curly. But now, her
hair is already straight black short. Brown skin looked so beautiful in her body.
She told me that she loved cooking since she was teenagers. Every day
she made some cookies, bread, and other kinds of bakery. Sometimes she made it
just for enjoyed together with her family or she sold it. I was thinking that
it bees the reason, why I love cooking right now. Cleaned up her house every
Sunday was another activity when she lived with her parents. Wiped off the
yard, she did it while listening to the radio.
Now, she is already married. She cares with all of her sons. Every day
she always prepares food for our lunch after going back from school. Asks her
sons’ condition every night is being her habit. Just for knowing what we are
okay or not. She also prepares some medicines for influenza or cough; usually
my brother easier to get that illness.
Well, mother is the only person who closes by her sons. Her sons will
inherit a part of her appearances and follow her habit; even more love her
because of her caring. So for me, I learn more from her. I love making cakes;
she always teaches me more about that.
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