Mother's DayMother’s Day is a holiday when children honor their mothers with cards, gifts and flowers. In many countries, such as Denmark, Finland, Italy, Turkey, Australia and the US, people cel lebrate Mother’s Day on the second Sunday in May while many other countries of the world celebrate their own Mother’s day at different times through out the year.
One of the best ways to celebrate Mother’s Day is to give your mom the day off. Let her relax with the rest of the family doing all the housework. Usually, dad and the kids will let mom sleep late that morning as they go into the kitchen to prepare her favourite breakfast. Never forget to place a vase with a single flower on the table beside the food. The kids can pick up the flower from the garden or buy one from the shop. Arrange everything nicely before mom wakes up. Some families will carry the food and mom’s favourite sections from the newspaper to her bedroom so that mom can have breakfast in bed. Presents and cards from the kids can be handed to mom by themselves or just placed on the dining table.
After breakfast, go anywhere mom likes to go. Shopping, swimming or going on a picnic in the garden. Make a special Mother’s Day dinner or take mom out for a great meal in a famous restaurant she loves most.
Anyway ,let mom enjoy the whole day and feel your love, and then the Mother’s Day can be a good one. As Mother’s Day is around the corner, it’s time to take actions!
Tomorrow is the annual mothers day, every year the second week of may. Nowthink of the original is so selfless mother. She always have given us the bestof things, she would rather have their hard bitter child, she is in the planningfor the future of children, there is such a selfless man?
Mother always help when I am in trouble, always bring comfort, when I sadalways selfless dedication and you planned to. If I had to use one word todescribe the mother that I would say: "the selfless dedication, you planned to."So later in dispute with my mother must be more considerate of mom, dont letthem sad.
A few times, I do not pay attention to health, only in a hurry. Later,mother behind have been help me to tidy up, when I think of it, always verygrateful to her. Mom: thank you, is your selfless feeding me, thank you!
Later I wish you smooth sailing, all the best!
What a beautiful day for mother's day. On this day, people in all countries of the world offer their mothers the most sincere blessing. This day is a holiday for all mothers on earth. On this day, we bless our great mother together.
It's a fleeting moment, and it's more than a dozen years of life. In those years, there are always one pair who are no longer young but always silently watching your eyes behind them.
However, I sometimes do not understand my mother and leave her alone. In high school, I had to run three times every day in school and at home. The time for dinner every afternoon seems to be very tight. Several times I hurried home, but the meal was not done well. When I wait for job, I keep mumbling, never thinking about my mother's feelings. So selfish all the time, I never felt a trace of guilt.
Until that Saturday, I saw my mother's hard work. After lunch, she was busy, her face was dripping with sweat, and she had almost no time to sit on the bench. In the afternoon, she was in a hurry to cook. Her anxious eyes showed concern and concern respectively. She was cooking for her daughter. For so many years, a fixed rope seemed to have kept her at home. For decades, she has been guarding this family and serving her loved ones.
My heart is not shocked. How can I feel so sorry for my mother? That night, I could not sleep, and on the second day, I made cards myself. All my regrets were expressed, and my hands were sent to my mother. After mother finished reading, we embraced together for a long time.
Thank God, we are not great, but we also have great mothers. Today, we have a blessing for our mother.
However, it is not only mother's day that this genius wants to "care for the mother" in particular, but on the 365 day, it is mother's day every day.
Dear mother: I'm your child . Today is Mother's day.I have a lot of saying to you. Thank you your love!Let me know how to be a good student.Thank you your love!Let me know how to make friend. Thank you your love!Let me so happy! I want to say you I love you ! yours
亲爱的妈妈: 我是你的孩子，今天是母亲节，我有许多话要和你说 谢谢你的爱，让我知道怎样成为一个好学生。谢谢你的爱，让我知道怎样交朋友，谢谢你的爱，让我如此的幸福 我想对你说：“我爱你” 你的
离我家很近，有一家超市，售货员是一位年轻的阿姨。她和蔼可亲，脸上总是带着笑容。
5月9日这天是母亲节，下午，天气有点热，我走进了这家超市，想给妈妈买点节日礼物。正当我在柜台前走来走去挑选礼物时，超市里来了一位特殊的客人。说他“特殊”，因为他看上去只有十一二岁，身体很瘦弱，却戴着一副大墨镜。我在心里暗想：哼，装酷！
只见他走到柜台前，手在柜台上摸摸索索了一阵，然后歪着头大声问：“请问有玉手镯吗？”
售货员阿姨闻讯走到了他的跟前，和蔼的问：“孩子，你为谁买手镯？”
“我给妈妈买的，今天是母亲节，我想让妈妈高兴一下！”那个男孩从口袋里摸出一些零碎的钱币，放到了柜台上。看上去，最多也不过三五元钱。
售货员阿姨从旁边的柜台里拿出一副绿色的晶莹剔透的手镯，递到了那个男孩的手里：“孩子，这是一副绿色的手镯，拿回家你妈妈一定会喜欢的。”然后，阿姨象征性地从柜台上拿起了几元钱，把剩下的那些钱又塞进了男孩的手中。男孩接过手镯和钱，连声说着谢谢，慢慢转身，好像很小心的走出了超市门。
看到这一幕，我感到非常纳闷，那个男孩拿的手镯少说也要几十元，为什么阿姨只留了他那么点儿钱，而且钱连数也没数呢？我把我的疑问说给了阿姨，阿姨告诉了我事情的来龙去脉。
原来男孩在六岁时生了一场大病，双目几近失明，成了盲童。他的母亲为了挣钱给他看病，到处找活干，却不幸在一个建筑工地干活时摔伤了腰椎，瘫痪在床。这个盲童就承担起了照顾妈妈的重担。今天这个特殊的节日，阿姨为小男孩的孝心所感动，所以半卖半送给了小男孩那副手镯。
这个下午，我从小男孩和阿姨身上学到了很多，这个母亲节，让我难忘！
Close to my home, there is a supermarket. The salesman is a young aunt. She was kind, with a smile on her face.
It was mother's day on May 9, and in the afternoon, it was a little hot. I walked into the supermarket and wanted to buy some holiday gifts for my mother. Just as I was walking around the counter to pick up the gift, there was a special guest in the supermarket. He said he was "special" because he looked only 11 years old and was very thin, but he was wearing big sunglasses. I thought to myself: huh, cool!
He walked up to the counter, and he felt a moment in front of the counter, and then he looked up and said, "is there a jade bracelet?"
The saleswoman came up to him and said, "son, who are you buying bracelets for?"
"I bought it for my mother. Today is mother's day. I want my mother to be happy!" The boy found bits and pieces of COINS in his pocket and put them on the counter. It looks like it's only three or five dollars.
Salesman aunt took a pair of green from the counter next to the crystal bracelets, to the boy's hands: "children, this is a green bracelet, take home your mom will love it." Then, symbolically, my aunt picked up a few dollars from the counter and stuffed the rest of the money into the boy's hand. The boy took the bracelet and the money, said thank you, and turned slowly, as if he were careful to walk out of the supermarket door.
See this scene, I feel very puzzled, the boy took the bracelets say less to dozens of yuan, aunt why he left so only a little money, and no money even number number? I told my aunt my question, and my aunt told me the story.
The boy had a great illness at the age of six, and his eyes were nearly blind and he was blind. His mother, who was looking for work to earn money, had trouble working on a construction site and was paralyzed in bed. The blind child took on the burden of taking care of his mother. Today this special day, the aunt was moved by the little boy's filial piety, so half sold half to the little boy the bracelet.
This afternoon, I learned a lot from my little boy and aunt. This mother's day, I can't forget it!
Today is mother's day.In the morning,Lily gets up early and puts on her clothes.Then she go to the mall.She walk and walk.Next,she comes in a flower shop to buy some flowers .She paies some money for some flowers.Finally,Lily gives these flowers to her mother.They are very happy today!
The earliest Mother's Day celebrations are traced back to the spring celebrations of ancient Greece(古希腊) in honor of Rhea,the Mother of the Gods.
During the 1600's,England celebrated a day called "Mothering Sunday"(拜望双亲日),celebrated on the 4th Sunday of Lent ."Mothering Sunday" honored the mothers of England.During this time many of the England's poor worked as servants for the wealthy.As most jobs were located far from their homes,the servants would live at the houses of their employers.
写给母亲的信
Dear Mum,
Such is sons’ nature; I really do not know how to express my thanks to you. However, I can imagine, on the day 18 years ago, when you gave birth to me, what a complex feeling you had. In the past few years, every day you struggle me up in the morning and prepare breakfast for me, then in the afternoon, you always welcome your only son with delicious foods after a day‘s hard work. Now your son has been 18 and will go to university soon, like a bird is leaving its parents. Nevertheless, your footprints on my heart will never ever fade and I love you mum!
your son
Night after night, she came to tuck me in, even long after my childhood years. Following her longstanding custom, she\'d lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead.
I don\'t remember when it first started annoying me — her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did annoy me, for they felt work-worn and rough against my young skin. Finally, one night, I shouted out at her, Don\'t do that anymore —your hands are too rough! She didn\'t say anything in reply. But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love.
Time after time, with the passing years, my thoughts returned to that night. By then I missed my mother\'s hands, missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead. Sometimes the incident seemed very close, sometimes far away. But always it lurked, in the back of my mind.
Well, the years have passed, and I\'m not a little girl anymore. Mom is in her mid-seventies, and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family. She\'s been our doctor, reaching into a medicine cabinet for the remedy to calm a young girl\'s stomach or soothe the boy\'s scraped knee. She cooks the best fried chicken in the world... gets stains out of blue jeans like I never could...
Now, my own children are grown and gone. Mom no longer has Dad, and on special occasions, I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her. So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly run across my face to brush the hair from my forehead. Then a kiss, ever so gently, touched my brow.
In my memory, for the thousandth time, I recalled the night my young voice complained, Don\'t do that anymore — your hands are too rough! Catching Mom\'s hand in hand, I blurted out how sorry I was for that night. I thought she\'d remember, as I did. But Mom didn\'t know what I was talking about. She had forgotten — and forgiven — long ago.
That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her caring hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found.
翻译：
夜复一夜，她总是来帮我把被子掖好，即使我早已不是小孩子了。掖好被子后，她会弯下身来，拨开我的长发，在我的额头上吻一下。这是母亲长久以来的习惯。
不记得从何时起，我开始讨厌她用手拨开我的头发。但我的确讨厌她长期操劳、粗糙的手触摸我细嫩的皮肤。终于，一天晚上，我冲她嚷道：“别再这样了——你的手太粗糙了!”母亲什么也没说。但从此之后，她再也没有在一天结束的时候用那种熟悉的方式表达她的爱。
时光流逝，许多年之后，我的思绪又回到了那个晚上。那时我想念母亲的手，想念她晚上留在我额头上的亲吻。有时这幕情景似乎很近，有时又似乎很遥远。可它总是潜伏着，时常浮现，出现在我意识中。
一年年过去，我也不再是一个小女孩，母亲也有70多岁了。那双我认为很粗糙的手依然为我和我的家庭操劳着。她是我家的医生，去药橱给我胃疼的女儿找胃药或为我儿子擦伤的膝盖敷药。她能做出世界上最美味的炸鸡…能洗掉牛仔裤上那些我永远都弄不干净的污点……
现在，我的孩子都已经长大，离开了家，爸爸也去世了。在一些特别的日子里，我经常情不自禁地走到隔壁母亲的房间和她一起度过。于是，一次感恩节前夕的深夜，我睡在年轻时的卧室里，一只熟悉的手有些犹豫地掠过我的脸，拨开我额头的头发，随后是一个吻，轻轻地印在我的眉毛上。
在我的记忆中，无数次回想起年轻时那晚我抱怨的声音：“别再这样了——你的手太粗糙了!”抓住母亲的手，我脱口而出地表示我多么后悔那晚所说的话。我以为她会像我一样记得这件事情。但妈妈不知道我在说些什么，她已经在很久以前就忘了这事，并早就原谅了我。
那晚，我带着对温柔的母亲和她体贴的双手的全新认识进入了梦乡。而我许久以来的负罪感也消失地无影无踪。
Mother's Day is a happy and unforgettable holiday. How I long for it to come!
In order to make me grow up well, every weekend and summer vacation was running for my cram class, even today, I was still working for my study and life. As a result, the feet were all blister and even a thick cocoon.
Today, mother's Day is coming. I decided to do something for my mother - I need to wash my feet for my mother, wash my mother's fatigue and wash away the dust from my mother's feet. First, I want to buy some carnations, and then cook a pot of water, until the water is boiled, smoke, and then pour it into the pot, then, put the petals in the pot, and let the water ripple the fragrance of carnations.
All right, everything is ready now. I called my mother and let her put her feet into the rich and fragrant pot. I washed my feet with my own hands, and my hands would wash my mother's tiredness all day. No! It was so hard for years! I felt my mother growing the bottom of the cocoon. My heart was very uncomfortable. My mother loved my head. She was happy and said, "my son grows up, understands, mother is very relieved." And I told mom that I had to study hard and learn to do housework as well as help my mother share the burden of the family.
Mother's day today, I and my mother have been very happy, mother's Day is built, it is the best festival in the world, it let the world mother have a day to accept blessing and return, even if only a word, even if only tiny things, but also let the mothers really warm!
It was Mother’s Day. Sun Zheng thought he should do something for his mother. He decided to help his mother do some housework. After school he went to a shop to buy some food on his way home.
When he got home, he did his best to cook some nice food,though he couldn’t do the cooking well. Thenhe cleaned the room. He felt very tired, but he was very happy.
When his father and his mother came back and saw the clean rooms and dishes which weren’t so nice, they were very happy.They had their supper together. His mother said, "Thank you,my child!"
今天是——母亲节，是妈妈的节日。我琢磨着给妈妈送上一件最有意义的礼物。送束花吧！太俗气；送贺卡吧！又太普通；送吃的吧！又没档次。我冥思苦想了一阵，还是想不出来。于是，我想：去礼品店看看，看什么能表达心意，看什么顺眼，我就买什么。对！就这样，于是我就飞一般的向礼品店跑去。
推开礼品店的大门，店里挤满了为妈妈买礼物的小学生，里面的商品琳琅满目，让我挑花了眼。我看了看都不知道买什么好了，于是我走到店主那去，说：“你好阿姨，请问这有没有送给母亲的礼物？”店主带我走过去，热情的介绍说：“这三款卖得挺好的，今天是母亲节吧？”我点了点头，我掂量了一会，我觉得那款挺好的，外形是一个支架，上面有颗红心，红心上还刻着英文：love is love。我觉得它是一颗红心，不正象征着我的那颗火热的红心？那颗红心在支架上固定不动，不正象征着我的心不变吗？想到这儿，我毫不犹豫地掏出钱，买下这个礼物。
回到家，我总觉得还缺少点什么，于是我又给礼物包上美丽的包装盒。
时钟敲了六下，妈妈拖着劳累的身躯回来了。一进门，我就把礼物拿出来给妈妈，妈妈一时没反应过来，过了一会，妈妈抚摸着我的头，眼中闪这泪花，缓缓说道：“我的女儿长大了！”就在这一瞬间，我思绪万千。
这虽然是一个很不起眼的礼物，但在妈妈的眼中，它比她的生命都重要！我一定要让妈妈每天都感受到我对她的爱！
Today is -- mother's day, mother's day. I thought about giving my mother the most meaningful gift. Send flowers! Too tacky; Send greeting CARDS! Too general; Send to eat! And no class. I thought about it for a while and couldn't figure it out. Then I thought: go to the gift shop and see what I can express my mind and see what I can buy. Right! So I flew to the gift shop.
Pushing away the door of the gift shop, the store was full of students who bought gifts for their mother, and the merchandise was so full that I had to pick my eyes. I didn't know what to buy, so I went to the shopkeeper and said, "hello auntie, is there a present for my mother?" The shopkeeper took me over and said, "these three are selling well. Today is mother's day?" I nodded, and I looked at it for a while, and I thought it was a good one, with a red heart on it, and a red heart with a heart on it: love is love. I think it's a red heart, not a symbol of my fiery red heart? Is the red heart fixed on the scaffold, not a symbol of my heart? I didn't hesitate to take out the money and buy the gift.
When I got home, I always felt like I was missing something, so I wrapped the presents in beautiful boxes.
The clock struck six, and mother came back with her tired body. Take the door, I will take out your gift to mom, mom at that time have no reaction to come over, after a while, mother stroked my head, eyes the tears, said slowly: "my daughter grow up!" For a moment, my mind was full of thoughts.
This is a very humble gift, but in the eyes of mother, it is more important than her life! I must let my mother feel my love for her every day!
Mother's Day is a happy holiday, I was so looking forward to its arrival!
The mother to let me grow up, every weekend and vacation for us to cram run around here and there, even today, is still learning for me to live and work, as a result the feet from several blisters even grind up thick cocoon...
Today, mother's Day is coming. I decided to do one thing ---- my mom for mother's feet, wash away the fatigue, wash away the mother mother foot of dust. First of all, I want to buy some carnations, to a pot of boiling water, when the water is boiling, smoking, and pour it into the basin, and then, put the petals into the basin, let the water rippling carnation fragrance...
Well, now everything is ready except one crucial element. I called up my mother, so she put her foot into it through a strong smell of the basin, I got to hand it to the mother's feet, my hand, will wash away the day tired mother. No. Are so many years of hard! I touched her mother long calloused soles of the feet, in the heart very afflictive, mother love touch my head, she is very happy, always say:" my son has grown up, sensible, mother is very pleased." I told my mother I wanted to study hard but also learn how to do housework, help mother to share the burden of the family.
Today is mother's day my mother and I have a very happy mother's day, who is established, it is the world's best season, which makes the mother has to accept the blessings and rewards of the day, even if it's just words, even just a small thing, also can let mothers really warm the heart!
It was Mother’s Day. Sun Zheng thought he should do something for his mother. He decided to help his mother do some housework. After school he went to a shop to buy some food on his way home.
When he got home, he did his best to cook some nice food,though he couldn’t do the cooking well. Thenhe cleaned the room. He felt very tired, but he was very happy.
When his father and his mother came back and saw the clean rooms and dishes which weren’t so nice, they were very happy.They had their supper together. His mother said, "Thank you,my child!"
今天是母亲节。孙峥觉得应该为妈妈做点事，他决定帮妈妈做些家务。放学回家的路上，他去商店买了食品。到家后，他尽全力做些好吃的，尽管他并不擅长烹任。做完饭，他又打扫了房间。他感觉有些累，但仍然很高兴。
当父母回来后，看见干净的房间和并不太荚味的菜，他们依然很高兴。他们一起吃了晚饭。妈妈说：“谢谢你，孩子。”
Mother's Day Mother’s Day is a holiday when children honor their mothers with cards, gifts and flowers. In many countries, such as Denmark, Finland, Italy, Turkey, Australia and the US, people cel lebrate Mother’s Day on the second Sunday in May while many other countries of the world celebrate their own Mother’s day at different times through out the year.
One of the best ways to celebrate Mother’s Day is to give your mom the day off. Let her relax with the rest of the family doing all the housework. Usually, dad and the kids will let mom sleep late that morning as they go into the kitchen to prepare her favourite breakfast. Never forget to place a vase with a single flower on the table beside the food. The kids can pick up the flower from the garden or buy one from the shop. Arrange everything nicely before mom wakes up. Some families will carry the food and mom’s favourite sections from the newspaper to her bedroom so that mom can have breakfast in bed. Presents and cards from the kids can be handed to mom by themselves or just placed on the dining table.
After breakfast, go anywhere mom likes to go. Shopping, swimming or going on a picnic in the garden. Make a special Mother’s Day dinner or take mom out for a great meal in a famous restaurant she loves most.
Anyway ,let mom enjoy the whole day and feel your love, and then the Mother’s Day can be a good one. As Mother’s Day is around the corner, it’s time to take actions!
Love is the highest and most beautiful love. How does my mother feel grateful for my mother's concern for me?
Today, I used to look at the calendar: ah! Today is mother's day. I hastened to go to school with my money. On the way, I guess what I should give to my mother. It's my three years' habit of giving up a gift to give my mother on Mother's day.
Speaking of mother's day, I heard it three years ago. At that time, I was very childish and sent a tender letter written by myself. Mother grasped the letter and was happy. The year before last, I sent a bottle of brilliant nail polish, sparkling and transparent, sparkling with crystal powder. Mom likes it as well. Last year, I was ingenious. I sent 8 beautiful carnations to my mother. My mother smelled flowers and hugged me tightly.
This year, I was a student in grade four. I learned a wonderful cooking and decided to cook a delicious meal for my family. But for mom, this is a mother's Day gift.
When I went out to buy vegetables, I skipped across the streets and lanes to the market with my basket. There was a rush, and people were coming and going. Now I really regret that I refuse to eat, grow so short, and always be pressed by tall people. The vegetables here are fresh and have many kinds. I was carrying a basket of food, and the food almost overwhelmed me. Look, there's a sea of people. So I squeezed in, and there was a bunch of flowers on the ground, beautiful and anxious! I bought a bunch of Kang Naixing. With so many things, I came home clumsily.
When her mother came back, she saw that all the tables were delicious. "Dinner, dinner!" I raised my voice and shouted. The whole family praised me for eating, especially my mother.
I don't know how good my cooking is, but I can't compare with my mother. Why did my mother praise me, my mother's concern, and my mother's love touched me? Thinking, with...
亲情，是最崇高最美丽的爱。母亲对我那样关心，那我对母亲的感谢是怎样的呢?
今天，习惯地看看日历：啊!今天母亲节。我赶紧拿着钱去上学。一路上，我猜想着该送什么给母亲才好。母亲节送礼物给妈妈可是我三年来雷打不动的习惯。
说起母亲节，我三年前就听到了。那时真幼稚，就送了自己写的一封嫩稚的信。妈妈握住信，还是很高兴。前年，我送了一瓶很亮丽的指甲油，晶闪闪的，透明中闪耀着晶粉的光芒。妈妈同样很喜欢。去年呢，我别出心裁，送了8朵美丽的康乃馨给妈妈，妈妈闻着花，紧紧地抱着我。
今年，我是四年级的学生了，学会了一门非凡的厨艺，便决定煮一顿美味的大餐送给全家。但对于妈妈来说就是这次的母亲节礼物了。
出门买菜了，我提着篮子蹦蹦跳跳地穿越大街小巷，来到市场。那里热闹急了，人来人往的，现在我真的很后悔我不肯吃饭，长得那么矮，总是被高大的人压着。这里的蔬菜又新鲜，种类又多，看得我眼花缭乱。我提着一篮又一篮的食物，差一点食物就把我压倒了。瞧，那里人山人海的。于是我便挤了进去，地上摆着一束一束地鲜花，美丽急了!我买了一束康乃兴。提着那么多事物，我笨重地回家了。
妈妈回来了，她看见满桌子都是美味佳饶，直流口水。“吃饭了，吃饭了!”我提高嗓门大声喊。全家吃了都表扬我，特别是妈妈。
我不知道我的厨艺有多好，但比不上妈妈。为什么妈妈都表扬我，妈妈的关心，妈妈的爱心令我感动!那时候感觉眼泪汪汪的，还有点心酸。想着，着……
My mother is very busy at work, but my mother is very concerned about me.My mother took me to my friends in my spare time to let me know many manners.When I was a child, my mother taught me how to manage money by visiting the bankwith lucky money. Since I was a little girl, I have been developing myindependence and doing things by myself, so now I have strong independence. Mymother is trained so that I can lay a good foundation in the future. I want tothank my mother very much.
Today is the two week of May, that is, mothers day. The weather is fine,but there is not a touch of hot sunshine. The cool wind is blowing on the faceand feels a bit cold.
In the morning, since mother didnt know that today is mothers day, then Iwould give her a surprise. I thought to the right, after a morning effort, Ifinally decided to send a beautiful flower and a beautiful greeting card. AfterI decided, I would "start". First, I put the beautiful flowers on the beautifulwrapping paper. Then, I picked up some blessings about mothers day in the book,and then I copied the card and then put it on the card. The cards and flowerswere placed at the table. At night mother suddenly found a beautiful bunch offlowers and a beautiful card on the table. Mother knew it was I sent it. Motherwas happy, and I said to my mother, "Happy Mothers day." Mother laughedhappily.
I also wish the mother of the world: "Happy Mothers Day!"
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
When I walk into the dining room on the day of my mother's birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be providing lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on her hands and face. I don't want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand how that could happen."
l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons. It seems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing,"
I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.
My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. "How will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone she'll forget I was there.
It was Mother’s Day. Sun Zheng thought he should do something for his mother. He decided to help his mother do some housework. After school he went to a shop to buy some food on his way home.
When he got home, he did his best to cook some nice food,though he couldn’t do the cooking well. Thenhe cleaned the room. He felt very tired, but he was very happy.
When his father and his mother came back and saw the clean rooms and dishes which weren’t so nice, they were very happy.They had their supper together. His mother said, "Thank you,my child!"
Today is Mother’s Day. I know some of my classmates are going to help their mothers with the housework, others .are going to buy some flowers for their mothers. I want to say to her that I love her very much. But as a boy, it is a bit difficult for me to show my heart. I think only girls can do that.
My mother is very kind. She takes care of me day and night.
She spends little money, but buys anything for me that I need.
This time I must show my love. I am going to give her a card and write like this, "I love you, mother!" I am going to put it under her pillow.
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
Tomorrow is mothers day. I want to give my mother a surprise.
I thought I wanted to make a breakfast for my mother. I got up early in thesecond day, bought a stick in the early market, and returned home to give mymother a few dishes and rice porridge. When my mother woke up, he said, "goodsmell, who is cooking today?" Its so fragrant. " "Happy mother mothers day,"Mama laughed and said, "my daughter grows up and will be considerate of myparents." I laughed and I couldnt wait for my mother to taste the food Imade.
At the entrance of my mother, she frowned and then cried again. I wasanxious to say, "Mom, is it hard to eat my food, mom, you dont cry, Im sorry,"mother said, "its delicious, mom is moving, happy crying." I put my heart downand ate it. I just threw it out of my mouth and said, "this is what people eat.Some are too sweet, some too salty, "mother said," this dish is the mostdelicious meal I have ever eaten in my life. "I held my mother and said," Mom,no matter what happened, I still love you. "
Mothers embrace is our harbor of refuge. There is a mothers place to have afamily. I wish all mothers in the world happy holidays!