Mommy, Mas-Mas

Author:   elizabethb  
Posted: 11/15/2005; 1:37:36 PM
Topic: Mommy, Mas-Mas
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Mommy, Mas-Mas




    "Can you drive me to school?"


    "No!" she shouts back.


    "But I'm tired and just don't feel good,"  I whine.


    "Absolutely not!" she exclaims angrily.


    "But I have to walk like a mile to shool and a mile back every single day!"


    "Oh fine, but you owe me big time..." she regrets this as soon as she says it- I can see it in her eyes.


    Thank you thank you thank you!" I shout,"I promise I will walk to shool and back every single day the rest of the year. Well, except when it's raining."


    And, of course, three weeks later, almost the exact same argument occurs again.


    My nickname for her is Mas-Mas, and she is my mother. I don't know why, but I just started calling her that some time in fifth grade. We talk about what is going on in my life, like what is happening at shcool. I think we are very close. I love her because she carts me around, feeds me, takes me shopping, thing like that. But not only that, she takes care of me when I am sick, comforts me when I am sad, and just mothers me in every way possible.


    Of course there are many good things about my mom, many happy memories of her letting me get a dog and making me promise that I walk him twice a day and do all the necessary tasks of having a puppy. Of course she ended up doing almost everything. I remember her tidying up my room the night before the cleaners come, when I am too tired or just forget. Also my mom takes me to movies she soesn't really want to see just because it makes me happy.


    But, on the other hand, every relationship must have it's downside. I remember endless hours of shopping with her, arguing about the tiniest little things, nit picking about so many items of clothing or shoes we don't agree on. I might see a pretty shirt or a or a cool bag, and I would ask, how about this one? BUt the answer would be a straight out No or a funny face if she doesn't like it. You see, my mom is very particular about what she likes and doesn't like. When I go shopping with my aunt or a friend, and I bring home and she doesn't like it, she simply doesn't let me wear it. For instance, I went shopping with my aunt once and I got this really pretty sequined  shirt.  I  wore  it once, and she said, calmly, "Go change your shirt." And I did.


    She is my mother and I will always, always love her. She will always, always be so important to me. She will allways give me a nice, warm hug when I am upset. Though we may fight, we will always make up very soon. She will always, always be my Mas-Mas.
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