The Way of My Life! Part3

Everything Gone Bad!

A long the road to Kampong Thum province, my father drove motorbike bring my mom and me with him. He was selected to be a primary school teacher at my homeland. Our live were changed. I had attended to school. My mom was a seller. 1993, we built a new house. One evening, I was sleeping, suddenly; I heard motorbike crush on the gate loudly. I was awakening from hammock. I started crying, and then my grandma try to comfort me. Even though, I was young, but I did know what was happening at downstair. Immediatly, I heard my father corse my Mom so strong.

Since that day, almost everyday I lost my comfort and started to afraid my father. He look like a wild animal when he was a drunken. He throw the equipment to the grown. He pushed the cupboard. He corse my grandma. I can do anything without crying and weep. My mom often said something strange to me. She showed some behavior that she want to leave me and family to anywhere far away from me and Pa Pa. I am afraid, cold , and lonely too much. I do need parent.

As my suggestion, my Mom and my father reached to divocing. They are a part without think about my feeling. My father was consideration to leave the house. Every weeken, I walked from my house to my father's house. After I stayed thier a whole day, I always aske my father to take me home. When we arrived the gate, my father turn back to his house. But I always cry louder while he leaved me. Even he didn't meet my mom, I will not let him go. My grandma said that I am smart child.

As my dream, My Mom and My father remarried. I was so glad too much. I hopefull that I will get back my happness.

The Way of My Life! Part2

Mom... Mom...!

One day, when I got up, I could not see my mom and my father. I tried to look around my self, but I saw nothing. Then I started to weep and cry louder. I remembered that my grand mom came to comfort me. She gave me a small piece of candy without package that she tokes out from her dirty pocket. Ohm... It’s so great taste.

On the late afternoon, I was hungry and missed my mom too much, I was waited her to come back. It was passed so long time, but I still could not see her. At last, I decided to walk alone to the fields by my remembering the way to there. I walked on roughly road and narrow without shoes. There were many big trees stand along the road that their shadow covered to the land which made me felt cool and kept the soils always wet.

However, on the half of my way, it seems to be confused in my mind. I did not know where am I now and where should I go. I sat down by one side of the part and sob again. I look at left, and then I look at the right hand. I saw nothing. The songs of small birds combine with the sound of tree leaf that ringing at once by the power of the wide blowing seems put more pressures to my loneliness. My tear fail down like rain drop, I weep and called for my mom. “Mom...! Where are you now? Mom! Mom... Mom...” I lament. A moment later, I heard a voice that I considered that it was my mother. I saw that she was on the brinks of tear. Then I cry louder.

The Way of My Life! Part1

Life in the Field

Now here, I want to tell everyone about my live hood. I drove my self across many problem that is call "the test of Life". Well, I was born in Pong-ror village, Pong-ror Commune, Kampongthum Province. I do not know how to tell you what kind of my family standard of living such as poor standard living, or medium Standard living. I have just remember that i was born in a big family with 10 members. When I reached about 3 or 4 year, the big family was separated into three parts such as my old aunt's family, my family, and my grandparent's family. A Medium House was separated into part and share for everyone. My parent had no money to built a new house, so we made a small hut. To support family, my father went to fishing and my mom was a farmer.

Eventhough, we were not rich, but I had never know about unhappiness. We were happy all day. Our value asset is an old bicycle. Everyday, we always get up in early morning and then we went to the farm about 25km from villege. Our bicycle brought three of us to the farm all day.

Every morning, we went to the farm by our bicycle. In the field, I never get boring, or stress. There is a large green grass and plans which cover on the fertilize soil like a pretty carpet. I was so comfort and full of happiness. My mom and my father always exchange their time to play with me. Indeed, when my father was water to the crops, my mom toke me to the pond and taught me swimming. Other way, when my mom was growing crop or look after the plan, my father toke me to fishing with him. Well, it’s joyfully.

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