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<blockquote data-quote="Eclipse" data-source="post: 2265448" data-attributes="member: 84173"><p><strong><span style="color: Navy">hey guys i got this fantastic story from email.. thought 2 share it with u guys!! hope u enjoy!!</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span><u><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></u></strong></p><p><strong><u><span style="color: DarkOrchid">EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER </span></u></strong></p><p> <strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span><span style="color: Black"> 1.The story began when I was a child; </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I was born as a son of a poor family. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Even for eating, we often got lack of food. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Whenever the time for eating, mother often gave me her portion of rice. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">While she was removing her rice into my bowl, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">she would say "Eat this rice, son. I'm not hungry". </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's First Lie </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">2.When I was getting to grow up, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">the persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">she hoped that from the fishes she got, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">she could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">which raised my appetite. While I was eating the soup, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">which was still on the bone of the fish I ate. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">My heart was touched when I saw it. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I then used my chopstick and gave the other fish to her. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">But she immediately refused it and said "Eat this fish, son. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I don't really like fish." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Second Lie. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">3.Then, when I was in Junior High School, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">to fund my study, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">mother went to an economic enterprise to bring some used-matches boxes that would be stuck in. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">It gave her some money for covering our needs. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">As the winter came, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I woke up from my sleep and looked at my mother who was still awoke, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">supported by a little candlelight and within her perseverance she continued </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">the work of sticking some used-matches box. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I said, "Mother, go to sleep, it's late, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">tomorrow morning you still have to go for work. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">" Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">dear. I'm not tired." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Third Lie. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">4.At the time of final term, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">mother asked for a leave from her work in order to accompany me. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">While the daytime was coming and the heat of the sun was starting to shine, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">the strong and persevering mother </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">waited for me under the heat of the sun's shine for several hours. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">As the bell rang, which indicated that the final exam had finished, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">mother immediately welcomed me and poured me a glass of tea </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">that she had prepared before in a cold bottle. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">The very thick tea was not as thick as my mother's love, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">which was much thicker. Seeing my mother covering with perspiration, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Mother said "Drink, son. I'm not thirsty!". </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Fourth Lie. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">5.After the death of my father because of illness, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">my poor mother had to play her role as a single parent. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">By held on her former job, she had to fund our needs alone. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Our family's life was more complicated. No days without sufferance. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Seeing our family's condition that was getting worse, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">there was a nice uncle who lived near my house came to help us, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">either in a big problem and a small problem. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Our other neighbors who lived next to us saw that our family's life was so unfortunate, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">they often advised my mother to marry again. But mother, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">who was stubborn, didn't care to their advice, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">she said "I don't need love." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Fifth Lie. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">6.After I had finished my study and then got a job, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">it was the time for my old mother to retire. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">But she didn't want to; she was sincere to go to the marketplace every morning, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">just to sell some vegetable for fulfilling her needs. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I, who worked in the other city, often sent her some money to help her in fulfilling her needs, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">but she was stubborn for not accepting the money. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">She even sent the money back to me. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">She said "I have enough money." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Sixth Lie. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">7.After graduated from Bachelor Degree, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I then continued my study to Master Degree. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I took the degree, which was funded by a company through a scholarship program, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">from a famous University in America. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I finally worked in the company. Within a quite high salary, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I intended to take my mother to enjoy her life in America. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">But my lovely mother didn't want to bother her son, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">she said to me "I'm not used to." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Seventh Lie. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">8.After entering her old age, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">mother got a flank cancer and had to be hospitalized. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I, who lived in miles away and across the ocean, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">directly went home to visit my dearest mother. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">She lied down in weakness on her bed after having an operation. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">Mother, who looked so old, was staring at me in deep yearn. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">She tried to spread her smile on her face; </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">even it looked so stiff because of the disease she held out. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">It was clear enough to see how the disease broke my mother's body, </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">thus she looked so weak and thin. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I stared at my mother within tears flowing on my face. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">My heart was hurt, so hurt, seeing my mother on that condition. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">But mother, with her strength, said "Don't cry, my dear. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">I'm not in pain." </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black">That was Mother's Eight Lie.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Black"></span></strong><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://photohome.com/pictures/baby-pictures/mother-and-child-1a.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p> <p style="text-align: center"></p><p><strong> </strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Eclipse, post: 2265448, member: 84173"] [B][COLOR=Navy]hey guys i got this fantastic story from email.. thought 2 share it with u guys!! hope u enjoy!![/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrchid] [/COLOR][U][COLOR=DarkOrchid] EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER [/COLOR][/U] [COLOR=Blue] [/COLOR][COLOR=Black] 1.The story began when I was a child; I was born as a son of a poor family. Even for eating, we often got lack of food. Whenever the time for eating, mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was removing her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son. I'm not hungry". That was Mother's First Lie 2.When I was getting to grow up, the persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house, she hoped that from the fishes she got, she could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth. After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, which raised my appetite. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish, which was still on the bone of the fish I ate. My heart was touched when I saw it. I then used my chopstick and gave the other fish to her. But she immediately refused it and said "Eat this fish, son. I don't really like fish." That was Mother's Second Lie. 3.Then, when I was in Junior High School, to fund my study, mother went to an economic enterprise to bring some used-matches boxes that would be stuck in. It gave her some money for covering our needs. As the winter came, I woke up from my sleep and looked at my mother who was still awoke, supported by a little candlelight and within her perseverance she continued the work of sticking some used-matches box. I said, "Mother, go to sleep, it's late, tomorrow morning you still have to go for work. " Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, dear. I'm not tired." That was Mother's Third Lie. 4.At the time of final term, mother asked for a leave from her work in order to accompany me. While the daytime was coming and the heat of the sun was starting to shine, the strong and persevering mother waited for me under the heat of the sun's shine for several hours. As the bell rang, which indicated that the final exam had finished, mother immediately welcomed me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared before in a cold bottle. The very thick tea was not as thick as my mother's love, which was much thicker. Seeing my mother covering with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son. I'm not thirsty!". That was Mother's Fourth Lie. 5.After the death of my father because of illness, my poor mother had to play her role as a single parent. By held on her former job, she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. No days without sufferance. Seeing our family's condition that was getting worse, there was a nice uncle who lived near my house came to help us, either in a big problem and a small problem. Our other neighbors who lived next to us saw that our family's life was so unfortunate, they often advised my mother to marry again. But mother, who was stubborn, didn't care to their advice, she said "I don't need love." That was Mother's Fifth Lie. 6.After I had finished my study and then got a job, it was the time for my old mother to retire. But she didn't want to; she was sincere to go to the marketplace every morning, just to sell some vegetable for fulfilling her needs. I, who worked in the other city, often sent her some money to help her in fulfilling her needs, but she was stubborn for not accepting the money. She even sent the money back to me. She said "I have enough money." That was Mother's Sixth Lie. 7.After graduated from Bachelor Degree, I then continued my study to Master Degree. I took the degree, which was funded by a company through a scholarship program, from a famous University in America. I finally worked in the company. Within a quite high salary, I intended to take my mother to enjoy her life in America. But my lovely mother didn't want to bother her son, she said to me "I'm not used to." That was Mother's Seventh Lie. 8.After entering her old age, mother got a flank cancer and had to be hospitalized. I, who lived in miles away and across the ocean, directly went home to visit my dearest mother. She lied down in weakness on her bed after having an operation. Mother, who looked so old, was staring at me in deep yearn. She tried to spread her smile on her face; even it looked so stiff because of the disease she held out. It was clear enough to see how the disease broke my mother's body, thus she looked so weak and thin. I stared at my mother within tears flowing on my face. My heart was hurt, so hurt, seeing my mother on that condition. But mother, with her strength, said "Don't cry, my dear. I'm not in pain." That was Mother's Eight Lie. [/COLOR][/B][CENTER][IMG]http://photohome.com/pictures/baby-pictures/mother-and-child-1a.jpg[/IMG][B][/B] [B][/B][/CENTER] [B] [/B] [/QUOTE]
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