My mother’s machine is my life
(From: PNGio.com)
Sewing machine is my mother. If I don’t have her and her machine, I don’t have today too. She is very important piece of my heart because she fed me and took care of me after I was born. She took care of me the same as she holds the egg not to fall down. When I woke up at the afternoon at 2 o’clock, I saw her sitting on the chair sewing the clothes in the house for money. That time I felt very proud of my mother who was working very hard to fed all of three children in the same time, she is a strong tree that can feed all of the fruits that she had. I am a third children in my family. My mother chose this job because she has learned how to sew the clothes for a long time ago so she decided to chose this as her job. My parents work very hard everyday to get the money to buy the food and the things that we need in our family. My parents are the ants are work in everyday.
When I was in grade 3, I always sleep in the afternoon after I ate lunch. I slept for two hours to three hours, after I woke up and I saw my mother sewing the clothes. I started to shouted out loud because I felt very hungry and then my mother face to me and she said “ Ohh little boy, come on and get up“ . she started to have a big smile to me then she brought the snack for me to eat, next I went to play with my friends that stay close to my house but right now I stay far away from my mother and my father because I have to go to learn at Phnom Penh. I never sleep at the afternoon anymore. I don’t have enough time to go to bed at the afternoon because it is time for me to go to school for my future.
In that Sunday afternoon nearly five o’clock that the sun nearly set, I have a break time from school. I said to my mother“mom I wanted a new backpack” because I will change grade soon because I saw other kids got the new backpack from their moms. She replied to me “OK” in a kind of sad face. She told my sister and brother to looked after me because she had to buy the vegetables for dinner for that Sunday evening and she bought me a new backpack as well. When she arrived home, she gave that backpack to me but before she gave me that backpack she told me that “you have take care of this backpack” I said to my mother back “yes” mom, I will take care of this new backpack and I will learn and work hard to get a high score and I also said thank you to my mother very much. The backpack was very handsome as me. The backpack was red that I can see the rose inside of this backpack that I couldn’t wait to use it. That Sunday evening I felt very happy and very exciting like I am going to sit on the cloud and fly in the sky with a new backpack. My mom looked at me in a happy face to me but she didn’t say anything to me.
Now it was 5 o’clock in the evening, she told me after she bought me the backpack that you have to think of something that when you buy somethings you have to spend your money so all of those money that she bought the backpack was from the sewing the clothes. All of those money was from her effort. My mother said “Money is very hard to get but if you spend that money, it is very easy”.
“Time is money but money is life”. My mother said to me, I said back to her, “I will use this backpack very be careful and I will keep it clean all the time”. I didn’t know why she still keep telling me about the backpack like the water cycle. I though that she spent a lot of money on my backpack and because those money, it is very difficult for her to get and another reason is she had three children if she buy one backpack for me so my brother or sister should get one as well.
At night time that the lion starts to find the food, she told me the Khmer fairy tale before I sleep but in the middle of the story she told me this quote “When you use things, you have to think first before you use the thing. “ after that I felt confused then I said “ what mom!!”,was this a name of a rabbit. She told me “no” then she told to think about this quote when I grow up. A few minute after she told me to sleep but the story wasn’t end yet just the middle of the story and she also told to think about this quote when I leave her and my father, finally I didn’t ask my mother back about the quote but I just slept until morning.
