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My mother
My mother is years old.She is a housewife.She do the housework everyday.Before I come to school,she is getting up and cook the breakfast in the morning.Than I come to school,she go to bed again.I guess she getting up at eight o'clock every morning.She wash everybody's clothes at ten o'clock in the morning.Because at that time the sun will be the biggest.
My mother is thirty four years old.She is an shop assistant.She always go to work by bus.I always think,she is the best mother all over the world.She is a kind woman,at least,she keep friendly when I was beside her.I love her very much.
I have a good mother.Her name is XXX
She has short and black hair.Her eyes are big,round and black.Her mouth is small,and she likes talking so much.She is not so tall.She often wears a brown coat,black trousers and black shoes.She is 37years old,but she looks young.
My mother works in a hospital and she is a nurse.She is very busy.Every morning,she gets up early.Then she goes to work on foot.Her work begins at 7:30.She has lunch at 12:30.After lunch,she has a short rest and then goes to work again.At 6:00 p.m. She comes back home.In the evening ,she often watches TV,then goes to bed.
My mother is an ordinary,hard-working woman,but I'm proud of her.
1、I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes.2、l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much.3、 As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at. When I walk into the dining room on the day of my mother's birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be providing lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on her hands and face. I don't want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand how that could happen." l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons. It seems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing," I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves. My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. "How will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone she'll forget I was there.
My
mother
My
mother
is
a
hostess.
She
has
a
long
hair
and
she
is
of
medium
height.
I
think
she
is
beautiful.
My
mother
loves
dogs
because
she
thinks
they're
very
cute.
My
mother
is
a
laborious
woman.
She
works
ten
hours
a
day.
My
mother
is
with
great
concern
me.
I
love
my
mother!
翻譯滑茄：
我的媽媽差讓梁
我媽媽是女主人。她有一頭長發，她中等身高。我認為她是美麗的虛運。我媽媽喜歡狗，因為她認為它們很可愛。
我的母親是一個勤勞的女人。她每天工作十個小時。
我的母親非常關心我。我愛我的母親！
