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My Mother is working in an office. Her status is chief. I was a latchkey child in childhood. When I opened the door of our house, I did not feel lonely so much although the rooms were dark. Those were the care-free days. But on the day when our schoolmaster died, I was scared of the dark rooms and ran out of the house to one of my friend's. On the day I got a prize, I wanted to tell my mother but she was not there. When I was in junior high school, I talked to her about marriage. I thought if I got married, I would like to be a housewife and often make sweets for my children. That was different from my mother's life. Although I accepted her, I had a different thought. She said she would be unsatisfied with such a life. We have talked about various topics. Mother sometimes complains about her job. When I say she should quit if she is suffering so much, she says she cannot quit the job until I graduate from college. But recently she seems to want to continue the job even after I graduate. Ten years from now, I wonder what she will tell me about her life. |
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