Having once casually on the street I met a boy who looks a lot like him. As time has passed and to 15 years. I tried to ask him if he is he does. He became angry and said to me: If he was he then? Whether we can be together? I look at my hands go. They are misleading and distorted. Instead of finding him or any other man. Just take rebalance your body. Do not let the learning makes us a human difference with itself. And when we do not do everything as its standard. Then how can you live with someone you love? And with that little boy was cycling straight. And I've been thinking a lot about the words he said. He could be the boy that I loved as a child, could not. But he has said is very true. I stood there for a moment, my tears flowed as visual distortion hands, his shaggy. I realized that, with a body like that, though he recovered. It may be he will dispose of me. And because I was not pretty. The family has a lot of unhappiness. Themselves also mistakes. Therefore, no one man has truly come to me, ask me.
From that day to this probably was 10 years ago. In 10 years, I was trying to find the balance of his body. In his 10 years I was trying to raise his own dignity. I try to work to create a stable source of income to feed themselves. And until today, maybe I was going to succeed then. The last day of this autumn, I remember that boy! Maybe the collapse is real. And he was buried in the house down there for my rescue. But he did not die. He was only a foot paralyzed it. And he had to beg in the streets. But he was still very angry with me, he can not forgive the selfishness and my lack of education. He said that I was not the benevolent as I have expressed before the eyes of people. Because of me an evil personality. And he'd decided to marry another girl! .... I think so because in my 15 years, I have seen a crippled beggar one leg looked like him. The face was still very handsome, ruddy complexion. He looked very miserable trudge down market. I was running along and asked him if he had to be the boy who remembered that I was expecting or not. But beggars young, handsome, she berated me a match. Perhaps he was just being himself down to the market to purchase rather than the bum! Maybe I have lost consciousness because remember him very much. Anyway, what had passed long ago. Maybe this time he is very happy with his own family. I'm also happy for him!
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
From that day to this probably was 10 years ago. In 10 years, I was trying to find the balance of his body. In his 10 years I was trying to raise his own dignity. I try to work to create a stable source of income to feed themselves. And until today, maybe I was going to succeed then. The last day of this autumn, I remember that boy! Maybe the collapse is real. And he was buried in the house down there for my rescue. But he did not die. He was only a foot paralyzed it. And he had to beg in the streets. But he was still very angry with me, he can not forgive the selfishness and my lack of education. He said that I was not the benevolent as I have expressed before the eyes of people. Because of me an evil personality. And he'd decided to marry another girl! .... I think so because in my 15 years, I have seen a crippled beggar one leg looked like him. The face was still very handsome, ruddy complexion. He looked very miserable trudge down market. I was running along and asked him if he had to be the boy who remembered that I was expecting or not. But beggars young, handsome, she berated me a match. Perhaps he was just being himself down to the market to purchase rather than the bum! Maybe I have lost consciousness because remember him very much. Anyway, what had passed long ago. Maybe this time he is very happy with his own family. I'm also happy for him!
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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