Hi, everyone!
Now, the sky is blazing red at sundown. It’s really beautiful and mysterious.
Tomorrow, I have to go my kids’ school for talking with class teachers. Fortunately, they are
very dedicated teachers for children, and I feel easy about it. But when my family came Nagoya two years ago, each teacher for my kids were not good. One was a teacher who was said a severest in my school, but in fact, she was just a heartless person. Another had a little capacity as a teacher, I think, and the younger daughter became a sort of school non-attendance. At that time I went school with her every morning, and picked her up before lunch. When I saw her gazing at an album which was send from her former classmates, I was close to tears. After one month, she was trying to go alone, and became an ordinary pupil.
So, it’s time to cook. See you tomorrow!
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Hi, everyone.
Cherry, Were not you impatient with things about your children?
Mother always wishes she could go to scholl instead of her child.
I am shocked with myself or my memory. I remember the part I read in the book but I foget where I read. Today, I look for it. I can not find the part. How stupid? How old? Miserable! So I go to watch TV program. I am a person who does not learn a leasson.
Dear Cherry and friends,
I wonder how hard to be a mother. Cherry, if your daughters know how you're feeling about them now when they become bigger, say adults, they would be touched. Such feeling would become precious and irreplaceable treasure for them. The treasure is called "the memory of being loved."
Azalea, don't be so depressed. I'm sometimes astounded my own behaviour, too.
By the way, I like your extremism. You are one of lovable mothers. You are not only a good mother but also a dutiful daughter. You would be the best nominee who many people want to have as a daughter because no mother would get bored with you.
Good night.
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