I wrote this for an essay writing competition for Mother's Day =)
My
Mother
Only one
human being in the whole universe would smile with happiness when I
kicked them from inside their own body. Only one human being on this
beautiful planet can truly make me feel at home, no matter where in
the world I am. That human being is the strongest person I have ever
met. She is my mother. She put up with my never-ending cries at
night, my frequently annoying tantrums, my selfish complaining, my
sometimes-rude-attitude, and everything else in my life. Honestly,
she is the most patient woman on Earth. If I could be like anyone in
the world, she would definitely be at the top of the list, after our
Prophet(pbuh).
I see a lot
of her characteristics in myself, but I know I will never get to
measure up to the beautiful personality that she has. Whatever beauty
I have within me, my mother’s beauty would easily multiply mine by
hundreds, maybe even thousands. My mother is a teacher. She has a
fascinating passion in teaching. Sometimes I wish I could transform
into a young Standard 1 girl and enter her class, just to blend in
and watch her teach. I’m sure I would never want the class to stop.
Now that I
am a teenager, it’s quite hard to get my mum’s attention
especially when I have two younger siblings. She assumes that I am a
mature and independent girl now. I don’t think that that is true,
but even if it was, sometimes even the most mature of people wish
they could reverse back to the days when they would get endless warm
cuddles and kisses from their mother. Truly, I miss being in her warm
arms that never fails to offer comfort and love. You know when people
talk about “motherly instincts”? Well they’re absolutely
correct. My mother has strong motherly instincts. I can’t even tell
a small, half-true lie without getting caught. That was when I was
young. Now I have gotten used to telling the truth, because the guilt
of telling a lie to someone who endlessly loves you is too painful
for me to bear.
One thing I
hope I will never ever see again is the look of disappointment on my
mother’s beautiful face. Truly, it can activate your heart to drop
and your tears to escape against your will, especially if you were
the reason why. I know it’s normal to make mistakes, but I hope I
will never see that look on her face again. Somehow, that inspires me
to improve myself every day, so that I can become a daughter she will
truly be proud of. It is the least I could do for her, after
everything she has given to me. Seeing her smile makes me smile, and
seeing her frown breaks my heart. With every challenge, she faces
them with full courage and determination to succeed. She is very
honest, kind, generous, patient, hilarious, inspiring, amazing,
wonderful, fascinating, beautiful and loving. I can’t think of a
word to describe how much I love my mother, and I know no word even
exists to describe how much she loves me. She may not always show it,
but deep inside I know she does. Nobody can ever replace her. She is
a wonderful daughter, sister,wife, friend, teacher and more
importantly, mother. Apart from all of that, I am sure she is also a
wonderful servant of Allah, and I sincerely hope to see her in Heaven
one day, insyaAllah.
“They say
that love at first sight is ‘true love’. Well it’s true,
because my mother was the first person I laid my eyes on.” I love you, Ma.
Written
with lots of love by Nurkamalia Aqilah, Form 4 Al-Farabi
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