When I was 3, at the age of observing and remembering interesting things in my subconscious, my mother took me by the hand and went to the market to trade. Her shoulders were full of heavy bundles of sedge to sell to households that specialized in making mats. Although the bundles of sedge looked light, when gathered together, they were very heavy compared to the thin shoulders of a woman who only weighed about 45 kilos.
The house is about 5km from the market. Mom took advantage of the time when the fog was getting dark to carry the load. I followed closely behind, seeing sweat dripping from her shoulders to her back, soaking her shirt. A busy shoulder, carrying the burden of worries in the midst of a hurried life.
When I was in first grade, due to the need to buy more school supplies, my mother had to take on an additional job selling fish sauce. She got fish sauce from her acquaintances, then poured it into small bottles and sold it to her close friends. The job became less difficult when my mother “requisitioned” an old bicycle from my grandparents’ house to transport the fish sauce to sell. My mother used a thick wooden bar across the bicycle seat. On both sides, she carried a basket to hold about 10 bottles of pre-distilled fish sauce. My mother put me on the back seat and drove me to sell with her.
At this moment, I saw clearly, still dripping sweat, soaking the whole hem of her shirt. Her shoulder which was not straight was now clearly slanted to the right. I sat there, absent-mindedly observing carefully to see if I was seeing things. But it was true! Mom’s shoulder was slanted because of the burden of the family, yet she did not complain once.
After all those years of hard work, my mother now has a chance to rest and gather with her children and grandchildren in the family. Sometimes I take the opportunity to gently massage her shoulders to relieve her pain. Many times, just by accidentally walking behind her or looking at her from afar, my eyes feel stinging and tears fall unconsciously.
Not only do I owe my mother a thank you, I also owe her shoulders an apology. For enduring all the hardships and hardships of life for us so that we can be who we are today. Mom shouldered life with both her shoulders. Mom shouldered the future of her children with her own sacrifice and great maternal love. Let me apologize to your thin shoulders, Mom!
Duc Bao
Source: https://baodongnai.com.vn/van-hoa/chao-nhe-yeu-thuong/202510/thuong-doi-vai-gay-cua-me-70d26c0/
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