Tuesday, February 5, 2008

#57 Imagine This..

Someone shouts at you to eat lunch once, twice, three times. Irritated you shout back that you will when you feel like it, because right now you are playing a game. When you see the food you grumble at the lack of choices and demand why she cooked the food instead of buying from outside. After glaring at the food, you stomp your foot back to the computer and continue playing.

Then imagine this.

The frying pan is heavy. Where once twenty years ago it used to be still manageable, now it takes two or three times the effort just to hold it up. After cooking, you ask the boys to eat their lunch in your usual loud voice. You are met with sarcastic resistance about the cooking not being nice as last time and why you did not just buy food from outside. After washing the pans, you eat your own lunch in silence. Once more you ask the boys to eat and once more they tell you they will eat when they want to. You walk past and make a remark about not wanting to help them cook anymore and they retort back. Tired, you walk up the stair to your room to take the afternoon nap.

The atmosphere is spoilt.

Come on. Don't be a big kid and regret it in the future when you could have just reacted to granny better. You are big now but you still retain the tantrums from before.

So what if she is old and should know better than to shout and shout. It is only her normal voice.

Instead shouldn't you aspire to know better?

The only problem? I don't know how to tell you this in the face, because just as I have before, you would probably stomp up into your room, slam the door and sulk. And probably treat me sarcastically when I talk to you.

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