My Family
I am a simple girl born in an average family. I get to
eat 3 times a day, supplied with what I need for school and I am lucky enough
to be enrolled in a catholic private school. So what else could I ask for?
Let’s see later. First! What to expect. Of course we’re not a perfect family,
as we are not perfect, but as long as we’re happy and together, I am blessed
for it.
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he light of our home
(Ilaw ng tahanan) my mother was 46 years of age as of August last
year, my mother was taller than my father but it was just about 3 or 2 inches I guess and
looking at those pictures she was still glorious as of the 3rd one,
(that was the recent one) those babies on both pictures are me way back then. The
thing that really reminds me of my mother was my towel, its kinda funny for me
to remember it now because before I used to be upset about it but now I’ll just
put my grief aside, because I understand her now and mothers are usually mouthy
to their children and husband. So the story about my towel is like this, at
home after taking a bath I used to hang up my wet towel on the rocking chair at
our sala and whenever that she sees it she’ll immediately call me and starts to
blab about it on why she hates me putting the towel on the chair because it makes
her feel dismayed on how things are not in their proper places. Well you know
mothers they really love us even though they’re monstrous at times. At my age I
now understand now the way things are, she loves us even though she always
scolds at us, and I love her too, so much.
My mother works too at
a company as an accountant manager. I idolize her for doing everything, she always
thinks about us even if she’s tired from work and busy on her work.
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