“Mom, please just let me do it, I can take
care of it!” I was almost screaming to the phone at 1:00 at night.
I was crying like a little girl at
midnight, don’t ask me why, and don’t think I’m flimsily. I was just get a
reprimand from my mom, the only reason is, absolutely golf.
“Honey, I have to tell you this, although I
know nothing about golf and English, I’m still an adult, I’m still your mom… ” she
just kept saying like that. Well, I have to say I’m tired of it.
“The only way to get coach’s attention is
to get some low scores,” she stopped, seems like waiting for me to refute her
point, but I didn’t,”also have to contact her more, I know your English barrier,
she will understand it.”
“Mom, I said I did text her, I did email
her, I did call her, and also I worked hard, I practiced more on my weakness, I
am improving!” I rubbed my temple and tensioned my quilt, mumbled to her impatiently.
I just can’t understand her, it’s already 1 o clock for me, and I’m too tired
to refute her back.
“Okay, I see. Make sure to go to fitness every
morning, you should work out every other day at least…”
“Mom! Please just let me sleep! I have already
been ruin from the school and golf; I’m too tired to speak to you, just hang
up!”I used my last strength screamed to her.
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