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|by Smitha Abraham|
I did the dusting with the same moron disinterested movements that had marked my activities since yesterday night. Ever since I had seen my only son's report. All the money spent on tuitions gone down the drain. And it was money I could ill-afford. Being a single mother isn't the best job in the world. Last night when I saw my son's report card I had seen all my dreams going down the drain. The words scrawled by the teacher in bright red ran across my eyes 'Slow learner. Needs to improve', 'Much behind the other students in Maths', 'Fails to interact with other students'. I could see all my plans for a bright career for my son as a doctor or an engineer vanishing into thin air. After all the effort I took for him ,the least he could do was get me some good grades in return. I had thrown all my hopes and life's ambition into him turning into a success and he couldn't even make it through sixth grade. I lost my temper and yelled and my son stared sullenly back at me. What exasperated me the most was he never uttered a single word, never gave me any reasons ...
Running the duster viciously across the desk, I relived the previous evening in my mind. My eyes suddenly fell on a piece of crumpled paper on the desk.
It looked as if someone had torn it in a fury and crumpled it. I could recognize my son's handwriting on it. Curiosity pushed me to piece together the letter and read it.
I couldn't read the last lines of the note as my eyes had filled with unshed tears. It wasn't my son who was a failure, it was me who was one. I had failed to see the true beauty of my son's character and reduced his life to a series of grades. I wish I could do something to make him understand.
I took out the costliest bit of stationery I possessed and wrote.
'I am sorry about yesterday. I AM proud of you. Anyone will be. you have a heart two sizes larger than anyone else I know. I just hope you understand I love you more than anything. But then Moms make mistakes too. I just hope you understand...Love
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