My childhood wa happy with my mother’ love .In my young heart, my mother wa trong and healthy and never got ick. She took me to the primary chool and home every day. No matter when it’ rainy or windy.
But one day, after we got home from chool, my mother went into the bedroom and tayed in bed. I didn’t know what had happened.
I at beide her , my mother aid to me , “it doen’t matter , mum only ha a headache . I will be all right after a while.” Although mother aid o, I found tear in her eye becaue of pain, at that time I knew adult alo got ill and cried. I decided I would take care of my mother from then on.