I am a gift
...i was almost run over by a sumptuous car, a lady with a marten coat came out of the car and yelled at me "you know how much it costs to repare if you knock my car,huh? you piece of junk!!", i paused a while with a blank in my mind and kept walking...i was submerged by the crowd in the street.My destination is the small restaurant in which i was working as a waitress.
"you are late for 5 minutes, do you think yourself the First Lady who will not show up on time without my greeting?? look at you, a spoilt stink egg, i wish i could keep ten miles away from you when i see you!" the hostess of the restaurant was staring at me shooting with her venomous words. i paused a while with a blank in my mind and kept walking to the fitting room to change my uniform...
At last i drugged my exhausted body into my bed. Mom came without my notice with a bowl of hot chicken soup and a warm smile on her face. Time changed, her hair changed, my job changed, but that smile never changed. For the past of my life i have been seen that simle whenever i feel depressed and desperate.In my mind that smile can melt down iceberg, can refresh withered flower, can lighten a dark heart...that smile is my mom's smile. Tears flooded out of my eyes..."Mom...sorry to let you down...".i looked through my tear-fogged vision at her wrinkled face. "Sweetheart, you know? you are a gift...of the God",she wiped off my tears, "??","you know ,There are billions of planets inside the universe, millions in the galaxy, and you are living on one of a few livable planets belonging to the solar system which is just a dust inside the galaxy...","but what is that got to do with me??",i was puzzled,"but God chose you to be one of the creatures of the earth, the possibility to be existing here could be one over million billions.For that oyou should feel pretty lucky .Besides, everyone has his role and place in the world which cannot never be substituted","but where is one role and place? a piece of junk in the rich lady's eyes? or the slave of the wicked employer??"."no...you are our little girl, your brother's sister and your friends' friend...". i was shocked, suddently i gained my mind back, i saw a little baby in her mother's arms probably dreaming the most sweet candy in the world, i saw a little girl chasing her brother in the backyard with the big giggles echoing by my ears, i saw a young lady dancing like an angel on the stage surrounding by friends..."God!that's me, that's where i am, they are wonderful gifts for me! i could be a gift for them as well, what an important role i was playing all the time! i guess this is the meaning of my life which i have been doubting for the past over twenty years."
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Several years later, i became a lawyer for the repay of all my hard works. Tragedies i have through, happeniess i have enjoyed. i became stronger and happier than yesterday. i will be standing up no matter what is down...because i am a gift by God and am also a gift for whoever loves me...
(this fiction is dedicated for my mom and Mary who makes me feel love of mom)
The inspiration of this minifiction is from an ordinary scene that i glance at in the street (a lady in rags was almost run over by a car..)although this is just a story but i do hope that she has a wonderful mom like mine,and i do hope she knows the meaning of life and never give up.
now i am in another city faraway from my mom,i miss her so much.although she doesn't understnad English, but i still want to say :
"i love you, mom!"
