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October 24, 2007

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EIGHT

LIES OF A MOTHER

This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often

we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food,

Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring

her rice into my bowl, she would say " Eat this rice, son , I'm not

hungry. " This was Mother's First

Lie.

As I grew, Mother

gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped

that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more

nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two

fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would

sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I

had eaten, My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish

to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, " Eat

this fish son , I don't

really like fish. " This was Mother's

Second Lie.

Then, in order to

fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some

used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her

get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to

find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said,

" Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working

tomorrow morning. " Mother smiled and said " Go to sleep son , I'm not

tired. " This was Mother's Third

Lie .

When I had to sit my

Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother

waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell

rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a

glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as

strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with

perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too.

Mother said " Drink son , I'm not

thirsty! " . This was Mother's Fourth

Lie.

After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a

single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our

needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from

starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle

who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small.

Our other neighbors

saw that we were poverty stricken

so they often advised my mother to marry again. But

Mother refused to remarry saying " I don't need love. "

This was Mother's

Fifth Lie.

After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time

for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market

every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept

sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money

back to me. She said, " I have enough money. "

That was Mother's Sixth Lie.

I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded

by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in

my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother

to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son;

she said to me " I'm not used to to high living. "

That was Mother's Seventh Lie

In her dotage, Mother was

attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the

ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an

operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so

thin and feeble but Mother said, " Don't cry son , I'm not

in pain. "

That was Mother's

Eighth Lie.

Telling me this her eighth lie, she died.

YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!

M - O - T - H - E - R

" M " is

for the million things she gave me,

" O " means only that she's growing old,

" T " is for the tears she shed to save me,

" H " is for her heart of gold,

" E " is for her eyes with love-light shining in them,

" R " means right, and right she'll always be,

Put them all together, they spell

" MOTHER " --

a word that means the world to me.

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October 27, 2007

SAIRAM THAT WAS A VERY BEAUTIFUL ARTICLE ,THANK TOU FOR SHARING IT WITH EVERYONE. SAIRAM , VIDYASATISH.Basanthie Sewsunker <sewsunkerb wrote: Bessie SewsunkerAssistant AdministratorInformation Systems & TechnologyUniversity of Kwa-Zulu Natal (Westville Campus)Private Bag X54001Durban 4000SOUTH AFRICATel : 031 - 2607051Fax : 031 - 2607251e-mail : sewsunkerb (AT) ukzn (DOT) ac.zaPlease find our Email Disclaimer here: http://www.ukzn.ac.za/disclaimer/Subject: FW: Eight Lies of a MOTHERWed, 24 Oct 2007 15:30:33 +0200"Asha Patel" <Asha.Patel EIGHT LIES OF A

MOTHER This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son , I'm not hungry." This was Mother's First Lie. As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten, My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish son , I don't really like fish." This was Mother's Second Lie. Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep son , I'm not tired." This was Mother's Third Lie .When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me

and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink son , I'm not thirsty!". This was Mother's Fourth Lie. After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held

on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying "I don't need love."

This was Mother's Fifth Lie. After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money." That was Mother's Sixth Lie. I continued my part-time studies

for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me "I'm not used to to high living." That was Mother's Seventh Lie In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry son , I'm not in pain." That was Mother's Eighth Lie. Telling me this her eighth lie, she died. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL! M - O - T - H - E - R " M" is for the million things she gave me, " O" means only that she's growing old,"T" is for the tears she shed to save me, "H" is for her heart of gold, "E" is for her eyes with love-light shining in them, "R" means right, and right she'll always be, Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER"--a word that means the world to me. The information in this e-mail (which includes any attachments transmitted with it) is confidential and may be legally privileged. It is intended solely for the addressee. If you are not the intended

recipient, any disclosure, copying, distribution of this e-mail is strictly prohibited. The views and opinions expressed in this e-mail are those of the sender unless clearly stated as being that of the management or directors of City Lodge Hotels Limited and or its associated companies ("The Group"). If you have received this e-mail in error, please do not read it, notify the sender and delete the e-mail from your system. The Group cannot assure that the integrity of this communication has been maintained nor that it is free of error, viruses, interception or interference. While The Group has taken all reasonable precautions to ensure that no viruses are present in this e-mail, the company cannot

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