18 June 2007
How would you feel when your grandmother keep calling you names?
How would you feel when your grandmother keep talking bad things about you?
How would you feel when you could not stand your grandmother anymore and hope that she could stop doing it that second and she did not?
How would you feel when your grandmother keep forcing you to do all the things that she say when you have your own important things to do?
You would get irritated rite?
You would get angry when she say something unpleasant about you rite?
And she will keep shouting all day instead of talking nicely to you.
Then at night instead of sleeping, she talks with you until you were restless the day after.
When you ask her to keep quite for a moment and go to sleep, she will shout back at you and say that you are rude to her and ungrateful that she took care of you when you were young.
Then she will start back her grandmother stories about how she took care of you no matter it rains or shine.
Then she talk about mosquitoes, not letting any one of them taste our sweet, young blood.
Then she will continue everything back from the start including talking bad about you and calling you names that you does not like.
Maybe to her it was nothing.
But to me, it hurts so much.
So much that i cried and does not want to talk to her anymore.
So hurtful that i ignored her and turn a deaf ear when she talks to me.
It hurts so much that i become rude to her and she thought that i was heartless and thinks that i did not love her anymore.
She does not know that i actually love her so much as much as how she love me when she look after me when i was young.
She does not know that she actually made me feel this way and she thought that she was not at fault that i became this way to her.
Then she will complain to my mother about my rude attitude towards her.
Every single day, she will call you names.
Every single day, all kinds different hurtful names was mentioned to you.
Every single day, she makes you hate her.
Every single day, she makes you ignoring her
Every single day, you will not talk to her.
Every single day, your life was in misery.
And every night you cried so hard, hoping ther is someone to help you.
Help you to stop her doing all the things that she had done.
You cry in your prayers, seek help from God to help you.
You ask for good things for your grandmother, hope that she will live long.
Ask for her to live long so that she will do all good deeds before her day has come.
You do all this things for your grandmother and not for yourself as you love her so much.
No matter how sad you are with her.
She is still your grandmother.
No matter how wet your pillow are due to crying all nights, it was all for her.
Only she does not know.
@Monday, June 18, 2007
