I could not sleep that day. I remember pieces of my sweet and bad memory. My sweet memory that I could remember is where it was first and the last of my visit to a beach for a picnic. It is also my last visit too and we did not step foot there anymore. Pieces of my memory came back to me. I remember that I don’t know how to swim. Even when I used the round rubber to float, I still fall into the water and my father will stand there pulling me up again to the surface. That was when I am still small, just a kid. Another piece of puzzle was what I saw is a lovely dolphin made from sand. The last piece is where I end up with my mother taking shower before we head back home. Just like that as simple as A, B, C.
As I think it seem that I had more bad memory rather than sweet memory. I learn from the bad and it seems to remind me the consequences. I became more aware and careful in each of my decision. I think before I act. But when I can’t control my anger, I will be out of my mind and let go the feeling I seal in my heart. I try to be rational and control myself. People from different background will think differently. I am one of them from average family. I love my family especially my mother and father. Thinking of what my mother said I feel sorry for her. She is a good mother and a fulltime housewife. What she would like to see is us. her sons and daughters to become successful. She put high hope on us as what my father feel too. Thinking of my devoted father who had retired, I am touch. My mind again wonders far beyond my reach. Sometimes, I feel like being on an open sea, fighting to survive, waiting for rescue on such. Ah! Nothing at all, just let the time decide it all. The next thing I couldn’t figure what it is. My mind seems to drowse off and may God bless us.
