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01 agosto 2007
Touching Story
I thought they never existed anymore, but a touching story just appeared in my higher Chinese textbook. So now i am going to summarise and translate the story.
I just set foot home when my wife still under confinement shouted to me that my mum has gone downstairs again. I put on a pair of slippers and dragged myself to the void deck.
My mum has been in the hospital for quite some time. She fell down and broke her leg and now she walk with the aid of a walking stick. My wife and i always tell her to stay at home, however she never heeds our advice. when i arrived at the void deck, i saw my mother sitting on a bench. A girl skipped towards her with a brown paper bag and she passed it to my mum, my mum gave her some money and the girl skipped away, before she left, she told my mum that she would not be able to buy it tml because she would have to go to school. My mum took out what as in the bag, buns. My mum has been craving for buns ever since she left the hospital, however i always forgot. Maybe, in simpler words, i was just plain lazy. My mum saw me, and she dropped the whole bag of buns. The black buns dropped on to the ground, the filling spilling out. i ran up to her and said," stay here mum, i will be right back with buns".
even if the shop was 40 miles away, i would still get it, in tears, i ran.
nice story? well i think its nice...
[P]rince [P]ickles has been doodling again at 11:17 p. m.``
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