Monday, June 9, 2008

Story for ungrateful kids

Mother's day celebration was last month. But we should all celebrate Mother's day everyday because of the immeasurable things she does for us and the sacrifices she has made without complaining. Many of us could not fully understand all the things our mother did or would do for us. Everthing she did, does not have any less drop of love in it. They were all being done with genuine love. But sadly to say, many of us mock our mothers thoughtlessly, thinking our remark is nothing serious which could cause any emotional damage. If we really look at our mothers through our eyes and heart, we'll see how hurt she was when we does that or disobey her. The thing that hurts her the most is when we get hurt many a times, it was due to our own stubbornness. But our mothers never fails to give us comfort, support and encouragements so that we will have that strength and spirit to stand tall again after we fall. Though they shows their love in many different ways, but they never fails to love us no matter how rotten we are as her child. That's the beauty of a mother's love.

Here I have a story that speak of a mother's love to her child. This story is so touching, it put tears to my eyes and it reminds me of the things my mother did and has sacrificed for me. Here the story goes......

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment.
She cooked for students & teachers to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me.

I was so embarrassed.

How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only has one eye!'

I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
I confronted her that day and said, ' If you're only goanna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?'

My mom did not respond...
I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings.

I walked out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own.
I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts, Then one day, my mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, 'How dare you come to my house and scare my children!' 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 disappeared out of sight. One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house.

So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.

My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.

'My dearest son,
I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.

You see........when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.
As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.

With all my love to you,
Your mother.


sting said...

awww... that's so sad.. and he can't repay his mum..

but i think the mum should have mentioned it to him, not because she wants him to be indebted to her but so that he knows the truth. and if he still chooses to treat her badly, then it's his choice... :-)

JO-N said...

Oh Amidrin, I found this story just before Mother's day and told the children in the Sunday Dhamma School the story. There was silence when the story was told and there were tears in the facilitators' eyes. Very touching indeed.

JO-N said...

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Amidrin said...

sting: Yes, there's always usually two ways to handle things.

jo-n: Aww.. really? That's really touching. Hope they all remembers the story and treat their mother well when they grew up.