not my photograph…
On parent-child interactions, translated…
My daughter is home from school, and the moment she’d entered the door, she’d started, chit-chatting about the goings on of her day, but, I was, busy, preparing supper, not listening to her closely, just said, “hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”, “I see…”; and, as my daughter saw the way I’d reacted, she’d walked away, disappointed, leaving me, who didn’t even know she’d made a fatal error.
Seeing my daughter having left, I’d, hurried my way through preparing supper, but, I’d wrecked my brains, and just, couldn’t recall, what she was telling me of. At supper, I saw her, with her head lowered, concentrated on finishing her food, like she was a different person; my husband and I asked her, “What’s the matter, little one? Do you feel ill? Or, did the foods not fit your liking? If something is the matter, you must, tell us!” after my daughter heard, she’d looked up, with that expression of being taken, “It’s not like anybody would listen, nobody pays attention to me, so, I’d just, keep everything to myself!” All of a sudden, my husband and I were, stumped, not knowing what to say, and so, the three of us, ate in silent, finished the meals for tonight.
After the meal, after I’d, tidied up the kitchen, cut the fruits, put on a kettle of tea, I sat, in the living room, chewed on, my daughter’s words. Was it because, that as she arrived home, I was too busy, cooking supper, not paid enough attention, not asking how her day was, instead, I felt she was, too annoying, causing her to feel ignored? Now, it does, seem like my fault, I’d, decided, to apologize to her.
“Knock! Knock! Knock!”, I’d carried a tray of fruits into her room, gave her a big hug first, and, I’d told her lightly, “Baby, I’m sorry, it’s mommy’s fault today, I should listen to you closely, I’m so sorry, I will, improve for the better next time.” After my daughter heard me, she’d remained silent for a bit, then, spoke, “Mommy, actually, I’m not entirely right, I shouldn’t have, bugged you when you were busiest.” Afterwards, we’d looked at each other and smiled, and, finished up that plate of fruit together.
I think, speaking openly with one’s loved one, is the happiest thing in the world. Listen to each other closely, then, there would not be any misunderstandings, even IF it’s with your closest of kin, you should still say, “Please, thank you, and I’m sorry” often; whether if we’re adults or children, don’t be afraid, to lower one’s status.
And so, because the daughter was talking to the mother, when she was preparing the meals, at her busiest time of day, that, is why the mother just, brushed her daughter’s words off, not paid enough attention, and the child felt ignored, and, felt upset, but, the mother realized that she’d ignored the child in time, and, made amends.
and no, still NOT my photograph…
Life, the Obstacle Course 