But one day, after we got home from the kindergarten, my mother went intothe bedroom and stayed in bed. I didn't know what had happened. I sat beside herand wanted to cry. My mother said to me, “It doesn't matter, mum has only astomachache. I will be all right after a while.” Although mother said so, Ifound tears in her eyes because of pain. At that time I knew adults also got illand cried. I decided I would take care of my mother from then on.
Like many children, I had a happy childhood under the care and love of myparents. My mother took me to the kindergarten and home every day. thoughtmother was so kind and healthy that she would never get sick.
But one day, my father went to the kindergarten to get me back. I asked,“Why doesn't my mother come?”“She is sick, and she is in hospital. ”said Father.I felt sad and frightened. Then I began to cry. “Don't cry or mother wouldworry. You should be a good child.” I seemed to understand my mother was tootired. I made up my mind I would look after my mother from then on.
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