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know your mother

Book Summary by: amit mishra     

Original Author: ABC
Subject: Know your mother!
quite touching.....
When you came into the world, she held you in her
arms.

You thanked her by wailing like a banshee.
When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed
you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.
When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.
When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals
with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the
holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile
of mud
When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a
baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through
the next-door-neighbor's window.
When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice
cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day,
from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party
after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never
looking
back.
When you were 11 years old, she took
you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old,
she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.
Those Teenage Years
When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was
becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month away at
summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single
letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work, looking
for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her
car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, she was expecting an important
call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, she cried at your high school
graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.
Growing Old and Gray
When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition,
drove you to campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm
so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your
friends.
When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing
anyone.
You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your
business."
When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for
your future.
You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like
you."
When you were 22, she hugged you at your college
graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for
a trip to
Europe.
When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your
first
apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.
When you were 24,
she met your fiance and asked about your plans for
the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-
ther, please!"
When you were 25, she helped to pay for your
wedding,
and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the
country.
When you were 30, she called with some advice on
the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are
different now."
When you were 40, she called to remind you of an
relative's birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were "really busy
right now."
When you were 50,
she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden
parents become to their children.
hen, one day, she quietly died.
And everything you never did came crashing down
like thunder.
"Rock me baby, rock me all night long."
The hand who rocks the cradle ... may rock the
world".
There's no substitute for her.
Cherish every single moment.
Though at times she may not be the best of friends,
may not agree to our thoughts,
she is still your mother!!!
She will be there for you .... to listen to your
woes,
your braggings, your frustations, etc.
Ask yourself ... have you put aside enough time for
her,
to listen to her "blues" of working in the kitchen,
her
tiredness???
Be tactful, loving and still show her due respect
though you may
have a
different view from hers.
Once gone, only fond memories of the past and also
regrets will
be left.
DON'T TAKE FOR GRANTED THE THINGS CLOSEST TO YOUR
HEART.
LOVE HER MORE THAN YOU LOVE YOURSELF.
LIFE IS MEANINGLESS WITHOUT HER...
Published: August 07, 2006
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