Friday, October 9, 2009

My Mother's Antiques

By Jossy Grishan

My mom is the kindest person in the world. It's not relevant how much my brother and I trouble her, she never gets nutty. Even if we mess the house up and change it into a war zone, she still always has a smile on her face. I remember when I was younger, my brother and I were playing and he kidnapped my Barbie doll toy and hid it in the house. In my try to find it, I turned the house inside out and made an comprehensive complete mess. While playing with my bro, I never realized how bad the messes that we created were, but it fun to run around without a care, not worrying about the mess.

One time we were goofing around the house the door bell rang. We were suddenly knocked back to our sense and roared Oh My Goodness we are in so much trouble! We had made the house into a mess, and it was obvious that our mom would kill us. We were both so scared but we had no choice but to open the door for our mom. Our mom walked in, saw the mess, and questioned if an alien had attacked. Initially the 2 of us were quiet but at last admitted that we were just playing. My bro had hid my toy and I was looking for it, to which my mum smiled and said so did you find her?

I was taking a look at her face somewhat confused she took it so simple. She made a decision to help me find it, which was a relief. She played with us all day and eventually we found the Barbie. That is how superb she was. After we played, the three of us worked together to scrub the house all without a frown.

Another time we were eating at my mom's's marriage in China. My bro and I were pony playing at the dinner table. Our mom berated us and told us to be safe but we ended up dropping plates. To my mystification, our ma started to yell and nearly hit my bro. We were startled because we've never seen this side of our mom before. Our father explained the marriage was vital to my mummy and the plates were passed down generation to generation from her grand mummy.

A little time had passed since then and our parent's anniversary was coming up and we needed to surprise them. While they were out, we decided to cook them a nice dinner. Sadly while we cooked we broke another antique plate. My bro questioned if there had been another copy that we could buy like the replica purse that our mummy wears. I thought it absolutely was a great idea. I rushed to the shop and picked on up and replaced the plate we broke. We had dinner and she did not even notice. We had gotten away with the incontrovertible fact that we broke her plate. Our mom taught us a great lesson by buying herself a reproduction purse.

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