Today I am going to talk about MY PARENTS!
I believe everybody have an ideal parents in mind. When we were young, we wished that we have parents who could give us all the toys we want. For girls, Barbie dolls. For guys, maybe toy cars? As we grow older, we wished for more allowance for us to spend in school and get the things we wanted. We no longer want them to buy us toys.

For what I think, all parents are the same. Their mind set just wanted us to grow healthily and be a good child. They won’t ask for anything in return.

I felt that I was born in a blessed family, even though I was not born with a silver spoon. Family income were just enough for the 4 of us.

I decided to post this post for my parents because I’m now having my holiday and I stayed at home most of the time and I realise something which I always don’t.

Let’s talk about my father first. To me, he is a fierce guy with a caring heart. When I was young, I used to be scare of him. Maybe I should share with you what I think of my father when I was younger. I used to think that my father dote me more as compared to my brother, so I used to love my father more than my mother. I used to think that my mother have more money than my father. I remember once, when we walk back home from my grandmother’s house and passed by a “Pasa malam” and he asked me wanted to eat anything. So I wanted candy floss (I think most of the children at that age will wanted to get that in “pasa malam”). The moment my father took out the money from his pocket and pay for the candy floss, he looks like a poor man who wanted to satisfy his little daughter.

But as I grow up, sometimes I felt that my father is not as understand as compared to my mother. I usually quarrel with my father and I find it hard to communicate with him. For example yesterday, I reached home about 10pm and he asked me if I wanted to eat as there was still a little rice left in the rice cooker. I replied him in a manner way saying I don’t want to eat. Reason is that if I eat, I have to eat it with curry and it’s already very late. I don’t wish to put on weight, so I cooked Maggie (I know Maggie will also cause me to gain weight. But if I eat curry, it’s more fattening right?)

So he sigh and whine about me not eating the rice instead of cooking Maggie. But, I understand. So I just kept quiet and don’t wish to talk back.

Seriously, my father is a good father. He always wake up early in the morning when the alarm goes off at around 6am. J

Now talk about my mother. Like what I said, I used to think that my mother have more money than my father when I was young. When I grow older, I realise that life as a housewife is not as easy as ABC. My mother have to give me and my brother our allowance and also paying for all the monthly bills. She have to worried about is there enough money for the whole month. Sometimes, when she saw clothes that she likes, she will not buy it as she felt that the money she spent on this clothes cost a day groceries money. Sometimes, when I see this, I really wish I have money to buy her that shirt.

Overall, I really wish that my parents are in good health and I really wanted to work hard and earn more money to give them a good life. I know they won’t ask anything in return, but I will want to give them whatever I could next time in future.

LI YAN ❤ LI GUANG
Always the one I teasure.

3:43 PM