the other side
My parents never fail to inspire and frustrate me at the same time. I have lost count of the number of times that they went out of their way to show compassion for people and even animals. Just this week, Mum stored up a bunch of soft drink cans and washed them for the old lady who lives on the 10th floor so that she can exchange them for cash at the recycling centre. Dad plucked off some of the pomegranates we grew and placed them on the ledge for the little birds to eat.
Yet i also lost count of the number of times that they have chided me about doing volunteer work, going to church and my career choice.
Yet i also lost count of the number of times that they have chided me about doing volunteer work, going to church and my career choice.
