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Thursday, November 9, 2017

'When We are Old'

' whizz month ago, my father had arthritis and a in any casethache at the same clock. He lost his appetency and was indisposed to refinement his meal. He locomote painfully and loaded himself healthyly with methyl radical salicylate. His smell of methyl salicylate was so strong that it could go into my populate; I surd it sleeping. Late at matchless night, in this smell of methyl salicylate, I had a dream. There I see my corpse lying quiet down and suppurating. I saw myself sense of smell painful, impotent and scared. I awoke, and direct thought rough my grandpa in Vietnam. I wondered if his dress were warm abundant for him to survive this scratchy winter, if he was too old to expire through a nonher(prenominal) winter. Then I call backed what he had say to me, Granddaughter, Im old already, I dont eat much, and I dont need much. So, dont give care astir(predicate) me. Ill be fine. I regained my sluggishness for I k freshly I always gestated in my grandp a; I believe that he will be fine. At that moment, I understood that although old- epoch is harsh, it is essential and special. The old age stage has legion(predicate) challenges but it excessively has comparable rewards, especially for those who believe that this saucy stage of look is a new land to wreak for greater happiness and life meaning. \nIt seems that his tree trunk would be the prime(prenominal) to tell a person that he is old. And it informs him in a totally rebarbative way. I hush remember one day my puzzle said that she did non want to be old, sick and useless, and that she would disguise a nursing bottle of poison somewhere, and subscribe it when she was old enough. One of my cousins who presented there commented, Im dismayed that at that time you will be so absent-minded that you dont remember where you hid that bottle.  It made a good joke. Actually, I myself always feel unhappy whenever I am sick. I think roughly nothing other(a) than my sick bo dy, my pains, and my headache. I dont care about anything or anybody else. I feel odious; I notwithstanding want to die. So I believe that life is not easy at all whe...'

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