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Sunday, December 03, 2006

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One lesson I learnt from my mother is the power of words.

Never underestimate the power of the spoken word. Never think that what you say will have no effect on the listener whatsoever. Never dismiss the words that you speak to another.

I learn this lesson from her almost every weekend morning, when I wake up before she does. Because my morning can be going fine, all hunky-dory, I could even be in a good mood, until she wakes up.

And her first words to me are never 'Good morning' or 'Have you eaten?' but more like 'Get that room of yours tidied!' 'Bring in the laundry!' 'Always know how to enjoy yourself!'

And then, my mood for the entire day is spoiled.

What makes it worse is that my brother gets a different response from her. With him, it's 'Do you have any clothes for me to wash?' 'You want some breakfast? Eggs? Tea?' Jules says this is due to the whole NS thing, that mothers will fret about what the Army is doing to their precious offspring.

My reply to him was that that may be true enough, but it didn't exactly reduce the suckiness of the whole situation.

I'm past the point where I want a semblance of a relationship with my mother any longer. Nowadays I'm contented if she was to just leave me alone for the rest of my life. I don't want to hang out with her, I don't want to talk to her, and I don't want her to attempt to make conversation with me either.

I just want to lead my own life myself, and I don't want her to force herself into it, because the results always end in trauma for me.

Just leave me alone.