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| []ثماني مرات :كذبت أمي عليّ !...[][] تبدأ القصة عند ولادتي ، فكنت الابن الوحيد في أسرة شديدة الفقر[][فلم يكن لدينا من الطعام ما يكفينا [] وإذا وجدنا في يوم من الأيام بعضا ًمن الأرز لنأكله ويسد جوعنا [] كانت أمي تعطيني نصيبها .. وبينما كانت تحوِّل الأرز من طبقها إلى[]طبقي كانت تقول : يا ولدي تناول هذا الأرز ، فأنا لست جائعة ..[]وكانت هذه كذبتها الأولى[]عندما كبرت أنا شيئا قليلا كانت أمي تنتهي من شئون المنزل وتذهب للصيد في نهر صغير بجوار منزلنا ، وكان عندها أمل أن أتناول سمكة قد[ تساعدني على أن أتغذى وأنمو ، وفي مرة من المرات استطاعت بفضل الله أن تصطاد سمكتين ، أسرعت إلى البيت وأعدت الغذاء ووضعت[] السمكتين أمامي فبدأت أنا أتناول السمكة الأولى شيئا فشيئا ،
وكانت أمي تناول ما يتبقى من اللحم حول العظام والشوك ، فاهتز قلبي لذلك ،[] وضعت السمكة الأخرى أمامها لتأكلها ، فأعادتها أمامي فورا وقالت :[] يا ولدي تناول هذه السمكة أيضا ، ألا تعرف أني لا أحب السمك ..]وكانت هذه كذبتها الثانية[]]وعندما كبرت أنا كان لابد أن ألتحق بالمدرسة ، ولم يكن معنا
من المال ما يكفي مصروفات الدراسة ، ذهبت أمي إلى السوق
واتفقت مع موظف بأحد محال الملابس أن تقوم هي بتسويق
البضاعة بأن تدور على المنازل وتعرض الملابس على السيدات
، وفي ليلة شتاء ممطرة ، تأخرت أمي في العمل وكنت أنتظرها
بالمنزل ، فخرجت أبحث عنها في الشوارع المجاورة ، ووجدتها
تحمل البضائع وتطرق أبواب البيوت ، فناديتها : أمي ، هيا
نعود إلى المنزل فالوقت متأخر والبرد شديد وبإمكانك أن
تواصلي العمل في الصباح ، فابتسمت أمي وقالت لي : يا
ولدي.. أنا لست مرهقة ..[[]وكانت هذه كذبتها الثالثة[[]وفي يوم كان اختبار آخر العام بالمدرسة ، أصرت أمي على
الذهاب معي ، ودخلت أنا ووقفت هي تنتظر خروجي في حرارة
الشمس المحرقة ، [] وعندما دق الجرس وانتهى الامتحان خرجت لها فاحتضنتني
بقوة ودفء بشرتني بالتوفيق من الله تعالى ، ووجدت معها كوبا فيه مشروب كانت [ قد اشترته لي كي أتناوله عند خروجي ، فشربته من شدة
العطش حتى ارتويت ،بالرغم من أن احتضان أمي لي : كان
أكثر بردا وسلاما ، وفجأة نظرت إلى وجهها فوجدت العرق
يتصبب منه ، فأعطيتها الكوب على الفور وقلت لها :اشربي يا
أمي ، فردت : يا ولدي اشرب أنت ، أنا لست عطشانة .. []وكانت هذه كذبتها الرابعة[ وبعد وفاة أبي كان على أمي أن تعيش حياة الأم الأرملة الوحيدة
، وأصبحت مسئولية البيت تقع عليها وحدها ، ويجب عليها أن
توفر جميع الاحتياجات ، فأصبحت الحياة أكثر تعقيدا وصرنا
نعاني الجوع ، كان عمي رجلا طيبا وكان يسكن بجانبنا ويرسل
لنا ما نسد به جوعنا ، وعندما رأى الجيران حالتنا تتدهور من
سيء إلى أسوأ ، نصحوا أمي بأن تتزوج رجلا ينفق علينا فهي
لازالت صغيرة ، ولكن أمي رفضت الزواج قائلة : أنا لست بحاجة إلى الحب ..[[]وكانت هذه كذبتها الخامسة[] وبعدما انتهيت من دراستي وتخرجت من الجامعة ، حصلت على
وظيفة إلى حد ما جيدة ، واعتقدت أن هذا هو الوقت المناسب
لكي تستريح أمي وتترك لي مسؤولية الإنفاق على المنزل ،
وكانت في ذلك الوقت لم يعد لديها من الصحة ما يعينها على أن
تطوف بالمنازل ، فكانت تفرش فرشا في السوق وتبيع
الخضروات كل صباح ، فلما رفضت أن تترك العمل خصصت
لها جزءا من راتبي ، فرفضت أن تأخذه قائلة :ا ولدي احتفظ
بمالك ، إن معي من المال ما يكفيني ..وكانت هذه كذبتها السادسةبجانب عملي واصلت دراستي كي أحصل على درجة الماجيستير
،وبالفعل نجحت وارتفع راتبي ، ومنحتني الشركة الألمانية التي
أعمل بها الفرصة لعمل بالفرع الرئيسي لها بألمانيا ، فشعرت
بسعادة بالغة ، وبدأت أحلم ببداية جديدة وحياة سعيدة ، وبعدما سافرت وهيأت الظروف ، [size=16][size=21] اتصلت بأمي أدعوها لكي تأتي للإقامة معي ، ولكنها لم تحب أن
تضايقني وقالت : يا ولدي .. أنا لست معتادة على المعيشة المترفة ...[1]وكانت هذه كذبتها السابعة[[size=16][size=21]كبرت أمي وأصبحت في سن الشيخوخة ، وأصابها مرض
السرطان اللعين ، وكان يجب أن يكون بجانبها من يمرضها ،
ولكن ماذا أفعل فبيني وبين أمي الحبيبة بلاد ، تركت كل شيء
وذهبت لزيارتها في منزلنا ، فوجدتها طريحة الفراش بعد إجراء
العملية ، عندما رأتني حاولت أمي أن تبتسم لي ولكن قلبي كان
يحترق لأنها كانت هزيلة جدا وضعيفة ، ليست أمي التي أعرفها
، انهمرت الدموع من عيني ولكن أمي حاولت أن تواسيني
فقالت : لا تبكي يا ولدي فأنا لا أشعر بالألم ...[[2وكانت هذه كذبتها الثامنة[] وبعدما قالت لي ذلك ، أغلقت عينيها ، فلم تفتحهما بعدها أبدا ...[]]إلى كل من ينعم بوجود أمه في حياته :[[]حافظ على هذه النعمة قبل أن تحزن على فقدانها ...[[sوإلى كل من فقد أمه الحبيبة :[[1]تذكر دائما كم تعبت من أجلك ، وادع الله تعالى لها بالرحمة والمغفرة[
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| Sweet 8 Lies of A Mother
Sweet 8 Lies of A Mother
Sweet Story
This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry." This was Mother's First Lie.
As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit morenutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten; My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish." This was Mother's Second Lie. Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. . This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired." This was Mother's Third Lie.
When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me.. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration; I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!". This was Mother's Fourth Lie.
After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbours saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying "I don't need love.." This was Mother's Fifth Lie.
After I had finished my studies and got a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a fewvegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money." That was Mother's Sixth Lie.
I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me "I'm not used to high living." That was Mother's Seventh Lie.
In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain." That was Mother's Eighth Lie. Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!
M - O - T - H - E - R "M" is for the Million things she gave me, "O" means Only that she's growing old, "T" is for the Tears she shed to save me, "H" is for her Heart of gold, "E" is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them, R" means Right, and right she'll always be,
Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER" a word that means the world to me. For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.ry
This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry." This was Mother's First Lie.
As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit morenutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten; My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish." This was Mother's Second Lie. Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. . This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired." This was Mother's Third Lie.
When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me.. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration; I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!". This was Mother's Fourth Lie.
After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbours saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying "I don't need love.." This was Mother's Fifth Lie.
After I had finished my studies and got a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a fewvegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money." That was Mother's Sixth Lie.
I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me "I'm not used to high living." That was Mother's Seventh Lie.
In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain." That was Mother's Eighth Lie. Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!
M - O - T - H - E - R "M" is for the Million things she gave me, "O" means Only that she's growing old, "T" is for the Tears she shed to save me, "H" is for her Heart of gold, "E" is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them, R" means Right, and right she'll always be, Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER" a word that means the world to me. For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful. | |
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