My Other Self

By Yu Sang-hoon

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        Who do you think is the person that loves you really and eternally? I think the person is your mother. Maybe she taught you love and how to love because she spent most of her life for you when you were a baby. My mother helped me to get a better life. She loves me so much. I have never experienced such love. She taught me love. So I learned  love from her. The love she gave me made me open-minded. I try to think positively and I try to love people around me. Her love grew me into man. I realized these things after I became a grown-up. When I was young, I didn't know how much she loved me. I was just a little boy who asked for the impossible and couldn't take care of himself.
        My mother suffers from bad health. When I entered  kindergarten, the tears streamed ceaselessly down her cheeks, because she didn't expect that she could see my entrance ceremony. She thought that she would die before I entered  kindergarten.
        "I was so happy to see you in the ceremony when you entered kindergarten. I didn't think that I could...." I heard this from my mother when she was in the hospital for a big operation. She told me that she was very proud of me. I was a young boy at that time. So I didn't know the meaning of her words, and I didn't care about her disease. I was too young to understand the situation.
        Now I am a grown-up. I can understand the meaning of her words at that time. Sometimes I recall my childhood. Recalling my childhood is recalling my mother. When I was young, she was always with me. Her life was for me. She made many sacrifices for me. Even when she suffered from a bad disease, she took care of me. When she could not eat anything, she fed me. When I think of these things, my eyes are suffused with tears. And I feel very happy because I realize that someone who really loves me lives with me.
        These days she is unhealthy as usual. However she is still anxious about my health. She calls me every day and asks me not to go without meals. Whenever she calls me, I can feel her love. Now I am no longer a boy. Now is the time for me to care for her. I will take care of her. I will feed her. I will be her other self as she was my other self.


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