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December 25, 2011

Heart touching small stories

Mother and Son

 My mom only had one eye. I hated her, she was such an
embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.She collected
little weeds and such to sell, anything for the money we needed she
was such an embarrassment.There was this one day during elementary
school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so
embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look
and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!"
and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to
my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to
make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not
respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt
good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.
Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think
that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of
water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that
she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because
of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching
at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was
crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and
become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate
poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and
studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the
confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own.
Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I
like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected
came to see me "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother...Still with
her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My
little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to
make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and
scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, my mother quietly
answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and
she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was
quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think
about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a letter regarding a
school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was
going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to
the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity
there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed
a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
My Son,
I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul
anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come
visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I
heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the
school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an
embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost
your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up
with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son
that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.
I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that
you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves
me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. My world
shattered! Then I cried for the person who lived for me. My Mother.

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