宝贝的 ”MUM"

上周收拾书柜旧物，拍了这张照片。
孩子的第一篇作文。二年级时写的。
写得其实不怎么样，但当时还贴堂了。
这几年下来，他都没再写过类似的题材（BM和华文）。

今天下午他闲着，我要求他写一篇关于妈咪的作文（之前他写过爸爸）。
他原本还抗议。
“爸爸你写了，不可以写妈咪咩？酱不公平。还有，今天你生日哦。写啦～特别有意义。”
后来他还是“死死气"写了。这篇也不怎么样，但我还是收货。
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MUM

Why am I in this world, living as a mortal? There is one person I should thank the most (even more than dad)~ MUM ! (Most Understandable Mum?)

"Sam, keep your bag...Sam, please help me by taking the laundry basket upstairs...Sam, go to bed...Sam,time to study..." etcetera, you can hear all this nagging coming out from my mum's mouth. Nyah nyah nyah, and things like that.

Although this nagging can be very, very annoying sometime and make me tired of hearing it,I know it is for my good, and because mum cares TOO much.

Here is some facts about my mum : she is from Penang.She is 43 years old this year. Short hair. Wears spectacles. She is a member of Mama Bersih ( for a clean government).

The process of me coming to the world ~ mum hurt a lot that particular morning. Dad hopped into the car, and sped off at sonic speed. But there was a jam up ahead, so they had some red bean buns for breakfast ( in the car) and to kill some time to reach the hospital.

Mum was rushed into the emergency room. She pushed ...and pushed...the third push...and only succeeded in getting failure. （这是什么英文？@@）The doctor told her to make a choice~ surrender to surgery or surrender to let me die in her womb. Guess what mum had chosen.

Noon time, 25th October ..."Wah..."I was born.

Mum had to pay two prices~ a scar on her stomach and few thousands ringgit to Sunway Hospital.

I love my mum for going through such pain and danger, to let me live.