The past few days I have been busy doing a spring (rather autumn) cleaning and went through a lot of my children’s school work that they brought home at the end of every term. I didn’t throw them out right away as I am supposed to because I wanted to read their work and amassed a huge collection of work and felt if I don’t go through them, it will only grow bigger.
My children often don’t show me their assignments and I don’t think there is anything wrong with it, but I really like to read what they wrote, for it shows me their thought process.
I found this among my son’s school work. I am not sure when he wrote it, I assume it is grade 6 or 7.
Those who grew up in India in the early 1990’s will remember MTV vj David Wu (man) playing this song over and over. I loved the song so much that I recorded the same song on one side of a 60 minute tape ( the other side had Sacrifice by Elton John), so I didn’t have to rewind the tape to listen to it. In fact when Amma was here and the song came on the radio and she told my children ” your mom’s song”.
I remember playing this song often when I gave birth to my youngest. My son was 22 months old then. I certainly haven’t played this song after we left Penang because CD’s were becoming more popular and I gave away all the music tapes to our driver. My son was three when we left Penang.
I am touched by the fact that of all the songs he could have picked, he picked the one song that was really meaningful. I am also terrified of the impact of my role as a mother. If a song that I used to play when he was 22 months old made such a huge impact on my son, what about all my other actions? Have I been a good mother?
PS:My apologies, I know the photo can only be enlarged to be able to read on a smart phone. Anyone knows how I can post it, so everyone will be able to read it?