MOM!
The weather was extremely hot this summer and anyone who travels in the scorching heat would long for something refreshing and cool. I came back from my classes and went to my room directly when my mother called me out and handed me a glass of fresh fruit juice with water droplets on the outside.
It was gratifying to have it but unfortunately the glass slipped from my hand and the juice splashed all over the ground. Mother came out of the kitchen and looking at the spilled juice stared at me in anger.
"I already have very little work to be done, right,?"she said.
She went back to bring something to clean it up. "Can't you handle things properly? Look what you've made me do,"she screeched.
She was continuously yelling while telling me about the neighbour's daughter who always helped her mother with the household chores.
Oh yes, I was sorry for what I did but I was even more sorry for the juice I spilt. I went to my room silently.
After a few minutes, my mother came up to me with another glass of juice! I was delighted. Not for the juice this time, but for my mother who still brought me another glass with all her other works besides this.
"Now handle this with care," she said and left the room.
The weather was extremely hot this summer and anyone who travels in the scorching heat would long for something refreshing and cool. I came back from my classes and went to my room directly when my mother called me out and handed me a glass of fresh fruit juice with water droplets on the outside.
It was gratifying to have it but unfortunately the glass slipped from my hand and the juice splashed all over the ground. Mother came out of the kitchen and looking at the spilled juice stared at me in anger. "I already have very little work to be done, right,?"she said.
She went back to bring something to clean it up. "Can't you handle things properly? Look what you've made me do,"she screeched.
She was continuously yelling while telling me about the neighbour's daughter who always helped her mother with the household chores.
Oh yes, I was sorry for what I did but I was even more sorry for the juice I spilt. I went to my room silently.
After a few minutes, my mother came up to me with another glass of juice! I was delighted. Not for the juice this time, but for my mother who still brought me another glass with all her other works besides this.
"Now handle this with care," she said and left the room.
Tats mom.
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