Sunday, September 07, 2008
It was funny. I started telling my mum how mad I was at her when I was a kid. She stuffed me with all the crazy things for breakfast. The typical breakfast for me every morning was a chicken patty the size of my palm, an egg and a glass of milk. Sometimes, it can be coupled with wholemeal bread or some bakery. It was madness and I am surprised how my stomach survived through those ordeal. Lunch and dinner were worst. There were times where she fed me half a chicken for dinner! I was only pri 4 then... Each time I told her I couldn't take it any more she would just say, "Eat!". Then I'll go on whining. When I told her how I felt then, she laughed so badly.
She then told me how cute me and my sis were when we were young. Before she sent us to school in the afternoon, me and my sis would bug her to play our favourite audio cassette and listen to all the stories. She told me how my sis and I would plead her to let us finish the cassette before going to school even though we were running late. I laughed at myself. It should've been a funny scene back then.
Looking back at my childhood, I realised I'm a very blessed child. I was able to grow up in a very harmonious home with loving parents. Even though it wasn't the best that they've given me, it was definitely their best. In my heart, that was the best. My dad and mum was always there for me. They encouraged me when I didn't do well for my exams. They loved me all the more even when I hurt them the most. They forgave me readily when I made mistakes even though I didn't feel apologetic. They listened openly to my worries and gave me the most truthful advice.
Till today, my parents still love me like a kid. My mum still overfeeds me every weekend I go home for dinner. In their heart, I'll always be that little boy, their little boy. They are the people I know that will never turn back on me, no matter what the circumstances are.
Daddy and mummy, this is for you, "I LOVE YOU BOTH!!!" :)