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Reverse Shot
What’s your earliest memory involving another person? Recreate the scene — from the other person’s perspective.
“I think that he has done well in the exams this time”. “I hope that he stands first in class this time”. “Oh, someone has rung the bell”. Let me open the door.
Why are you so excited?
“ Amma, I have stood first in class this time” .
Son.. keep it up!
“Come on change your school dress, wash your hands and have your lunch”.
My first school was near my house. I was at the Rosary High School, DonaPaula Goa. I remember in Kindergarten I was ranked 31st in a class of 40.
The first time I stood 1st in class was in Primary 3. I have a vague memory of how mother kissed me on the cheeks when I came back from school with my report card. She was a great source of encouragement to me. She cooked the most fabulous ‘idli’ and ‘sambhar’ and my neighbours loved to get a taste of her ‘sambhar’. She brought up 5 kids along with my dad (my siblings) in the best way possible giving us a great education which I believe is the greatest gift that my parents have given us.
She used to relate to us stories of our childhood in Assam and Kerala. She told us of the wonderful times and the difficulties they faced travelling with 5 children on long train journeys.
My mother passed away 10 years ago but her simple, loving, humble nature and her numerous sacrifices will not be forgotten. I pray that she is always at peace and always guides me in times of doubts and tribulation.
Other interesting posts in this category:
1) http://anglo-swiss.blogspot.sg/2014/10/wordpress-daily-prompt-reverse-shot.html
2) http://thejournalofabeautifulmind.wordpress.com/2014/10/17/school-concert-daily-prompt/
3) http://tnkerr.wordpress.com/2014/10/17/daily-prompt-reverse-shot/
4) http://whoison1st.wordpress.com/2014/10/17/it-was-the-best-of-times/
5) http://minahmisteri.wordpress.com/2014/10/17/through-the-eyes-of-a-loving-grandfather/
Mother
In my dreams
From a world yonder
You still appear
With all the answers
Holding twilight in your hands
You wake me up
To a new dawn
Of beauty and wonder
You watched me grow
Like a ray of hope
And put me to sleep
With divine kisses
Caring eyes reflect
Sacrifice and concern
Words unspoken
Convey everything
O Mother! O Angel!
From the kingdom of love
Showering grace upon me
O Star! in the sky
© copyright skm, 21st Jan 2012
(http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.sg/2012/09/the-perfect-poet-award-week-72.html)