May 12, 2013

Mother’s Day: Nene

Back in high school, notes were checked for clearance purposes. I was never the type who wrote everything written on the board. But my mother did it for me, copying my best friend’s notes. When my classmates inspected my notes, they were surprised with the neat cursive­­­.  She is one of the few whose handwriting is admirable and elegant. But I was not close to my mother—I was not the type who shared secrets, crushes and asked for advice—I’m too independent and arrogant for that. But she thinks that education is necessary.  She bribed us countless times when that lunatic […]