4C Cheung Chun, Carlos<\/p>\n
From gloom to<\/strong> glint<\/strong><\/p>\n Tommy dashed into his closet, messing up all well-folded t-shirts and pants after switching off all the lamps in the house.\u00a0 In the dark was a shivering boy praying to God, hoping that the Almighty Lord could relieve his mother\u2019s anger\u2026<\/p>\n A few minutes ago, the little child was searching for the most suitable bowl for holding his cereal for his after-school tea.\u00a0 He stretched his arms to the fullest so as to reach the innermost part of the cupboard.\u00a0 The ordinary cupboard seemed to have been too deep for a six-year-old boy.\u00a0 It was just like a cave full of uncertainty and danger.<\/p>\n Got it! He successfully hunted into his \u2018treasure\u2019 and he was too excited \u2026 too excited that his elbow hit his mother\u2019s favourite mug while he was pulling himself out of the cave, in whose darkness, uncertainties awaited him.<\/p>\n \u201cCrash!\u201d The falling mug smacked the floor and was broken into pieces.\u00a0 Tommy was just like a statue, remaining still and staring at the floor.\u00a0 He was all in a daze, not knowing what had just happened in that split second.\u00a0 That mug was one-of-a-kind as there was his mum\u2019s face printed on it.\u00a0 It was one of the couple mugs which were given by her best friend during her wedding ceremony. \u00a0But now, the smiling face of the bride on the mug could hardly be seen.<\/p>\n Inside Tommy\u2019s frozen body, his fear was snowballing into mounting horror as he believed the incident must aggravate his mother.\u00a0 He started recalling the conversation last night\u2026<\/p>\n \u2018Tommy, what would you do if you were the boss of a big company?\u2019 His mother raised this cryptic question in the middle of the dinner, shocking the innocent boy.\u00a0 From her strained voice, the child knew that his mum was really upset.<\/p>\n \u2018Um\u2026 maybe I would give the staff some treats when they were tired to cheer them up,\u2019 Tommy gave the reply doubtfully, with his head tilted to one side, avoiding his mum\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n \u2018That\u2019s good!\u2019 his mother praised Tommy, and she continued.\u00a0 \u2018Remember that. \u00a0Be kind and fair to everyone in your company.\u00a0 The \u201ceveryone\u201d includes not only those gorgeous elegant secretaries, but also the humble clerks, the hardworking cleaners and the tough carriers. \u00a0Never be like my boss, who dumped all the loathing work to me at once, and blamed on me for another colleague\u2019s fault.\u2019 \u00a0His mother\u2019s desperate situation reflected the suffering of all the junior staff belonging to the lower tiers of a big company.<\/p>\n He couldn\u2019t imagine how his mother, who was in such a depressed and irritable mood last night, would react after knowing her favourite mug was fragmented. \u00a0He dared not imagine how she would be glaring with extreme anger and punish him to the most severe extend.<\/p>\n Meanwhile, there was the sound of the chinking keys at the front door.\u00a0 Without a moment of hesitation, Tommy threw everything behind his head and rushed into his closet right after having all lights off.<\/p>\n The door was opened and a voice came with the action.\u00a0 It was a voice of a gentle and loving mother.<\/p>\n \u2018Tommy, where\u2019re you? \u00a0Let\u2019s dine out tonight.\u00a0 We\u2019re going to your favourite restaurant\u2026\u2019 his mother closed her lips, feeling puzzled as what she saw was only darkness.\u00a0 In the ears of the frightened boy, the loving words of his mother became the growling of a monster, escalating his fear.\u00a0 Eventually, he sobbed and wanted to cover his mouth to prevent sound from leaking out, but his effort was in vain. He was still not prepared for the punishment from his mother. \u00a0In his head was nothing except the thoughts of running away from this overwhelming situation.<\/p>\n Thinking that her mother-in-law might have taken the grandchild to her own home and knowing that there was nobody at home, all she hoped was just to lie down, forgetting all the burdens from the workplace.\u00a0 She dragged her exhausted body towards the sofa.<\/p>\n \u2018Ouch!\u2019 The tired woman screamed as something sharp stabbed her feet.\u00a0 She pulled it out and turned on the light to see what it was.\u00a0 As brightness was brought to the house after that click, the truth was revealed in front of her eyes as well.<\/p>\n \u2018Tommy, where\u2019re you? \u00a0Honey, come out!\u00a0 I know you\u2019re hiding,\u2019 the mum was walking around with her feet bleeding and looking for her young son. \u00a0A surprise to Tommy, his mother didn\u2019t sound that wrathful as he expected, he could even feel that she was not annoyed at all. \u00a0She was only concerned about him. However, his fear was so nagging that it stopped him from being sensible, so he kept shivering in huge dread ignoring what he had heard. \u00a0\u00a0Every time she called Tommy\u2019s name, his body trembled in greater fear.\u00a0 His throbbing heart beat so fiercely that he thought his mum could also hear it.\u00a0 He knew that it was the time to confess and face punishment, maybe, the heaviest one ever, so he slowly crawled out from his shelter\u2026<\/p>\n \u2018Tommy, come over here,\u2019 demanded his mother.\u00a0 Although the truth had come to light and the culprit was arrested, the future was doomed, Tommy was still unable to move himself forwards but only kept rubbing his tears away and sniffing.<\/p>\n His mother couldn\u2019t wait and stepped towards him and Tommy closed his eyes with great force, awaiting the long-expected punishment to fall on him.\u00a0 However, he only felt a pair of soft hands embracing his quivering body but not a slap on his face.\u00a0 He was surprised and opened his watery eyes.<\/p>\n \u2018Are you okay? \u00a0Do you get hurt?\u2019 \u00a0His mother asked him in a motherly tone, without a glimmer of anger infiltrating into her words.\u00a0 Tommy couldn\u2019t hold back his tears and all of his fear and guilt were released.<\/p>\n \u2018Sorry, mum.\u00a0 I\u2019ve broken your mug,\u2019 poor Tommy confessed to causing the accident.<\/p>\n \u2018It\u2019s okay, dear.\u00a0 It\u2019s just a mug.\u00a0 It\u2019s good that you haven\u2019t got hurt.\u00a0 That\u2019s the most important,\u2019 she comforted him with her hands pattering his head.<\/p>\n \u2018Let\u2019s clean up the mess together and we\u2019ll have dinner, shall we?\u2019 \u00a0She lowered her body to have a peek at his son\u2019s face and asked gently and Tommy nodded his head firmly.<\/p>\n In the brightness were a mother and a son walking away from darkness hand in hand, smiling to each other from ear to ear.<\/p>\n While the two were tidying up, Tommy suddenly realized that the incident was actually telling him something. \u00a0It\u2019s that motherhood won over blazing anger. \u00a0He, definitely, made his mother ache for the broken precious mug. \u00a0Yet, his mother\u2019s unconditional love made her brush aside her anger.\u00a0 She cared and worry about her son much more than the mug.<\/p>\n From that moment, Tommy pledged to himself that he would never let his most treasurable woman down again as she loved him most.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"4C Cheung Chun, CarloFrom gloom t<\/strong>glin<\/strong>Tommy dashed into his closet, messing up all well-folded t-shirts and pants after switching off all the lamps in the house.\u00a0 In the dark was a shivering boy praying to God, hoping that the Almighty Lord could relieve his mother\u2019s angerA few minutes ago, the l.........Read More<\/a>","protected":false},"author":194,"featured_media":8474,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5628","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","language-en","classlevel-others","schoolyear-37"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5628","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/194"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5628"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5628\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5629,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5628\/revisions\/5629"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/8474"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5628"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5628"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5628"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}