nope, not my picture here…
Interactions between parent and children, translated…
My classmate, An’s wife and children are in the U.S., he stayed in Taiwan to work, and lived like an acrobat, who only had limited time spent with his own family; An had originally wanted to retire when he couldn’t work anymore, but, an illness had, made him leave the workforce immediately.
When he’d moved to the States and lived close to his children and wife, his youngest daughter would often take him on hiking trails on the weekends. His youngest is able-bodied because she’s still quite young, and he’d fallen, far behind her every time they’d gone out hiking, and, he’d sighed, on how the years had, made him slow.
A few days ago, An and his family had a hard-to-come-by opportunity to gather together, after the meal, his eldest daughter treated them to see “Wicked”, a Broadway Show, he said, that it was, confusing to him, because as English was sung, it’d become harder to understand than when it was, spoken.
But gladly, the storyline was based on “The Wizard of Oz”, and after his eldest daughter explained the story to him, he was finally able to, connect the story. After the show was over, he and his family engaged in a discussion of what they just saw, and, it seemed, that the family became more closely knit.
It’s just that after he’d learned about the cost of the tickets, he’d said, that he will NOT be going to another high-priced show again. I can’t help but tell him, that we’re all, half way into our graves, that we shouldn’t care too much of the money spent, after all, this was an act of filial piety toward him from his own daughter, that he should just, accept it, after he’d heard, he’d let go.
I’d also told him my former neighbor, Mrs. Wang’s story, every time as Mrs. Wang’s children took her out to dine, she’d complained on how expensive the items on the menus were, and, every time a dish is served, she’d complained once, for instance, the spinach cost $100 a plate, she’d told her children that she could get the same amount for just $10N.T.s at the market place, causing EVERYBODY to lose her/his appetite, and, the kids, they NEVER dared bring their mother out to dine again.
nope, still NOT my drawing…
As parents, we’d given everything to our young, we’d saved up on every last cent, wouldn’t just, splurge a little, when the kids are able to, give something back to us, we shouldn’t spend their money listlessly, just accept the children’s acts of filial piety toward us graciously, that way, both sides would be happy about it!
And so, this, is a CASE where the parents felt that the children are spending too much on them, and this is understandable, as our parents are raised, in harder times than we all were, and that, is why they valued money so, but, if you can’t even say a simple “Thank you” when your kids treat you out to something special, then, you’d, wasted their kindness away!
nope, still not my sketch here!
Life, the Obstacle Course 