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MY FAIR LADY---Mini-Biography for Audrey Hepburn
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2023-01-03
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2022-12-04
MY FAIR LADY---Mini-Biography for Audrey Hepburn
2023-01-01
2023-01-01
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. xxxDoes that mean I had you?xxx she asked. 1 said yes. xxxWhere was I when l had you?xxx she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. xxxSo much has happened to me in my life.xxx she said xxxYou can't expect me to remember everything.xxx
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless.
No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
When I walk into the dining room on the day of my mother's birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be providing lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands.
The icing is smeared on her hands and face. I don't want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. xxxHow did that happen?xxx she asks. xxxI can't understand how that could happen.xxx
l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. xxxSnapdragons. It seems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing,xxx
I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.
My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. xxxHow will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone she'll forget I was there.
My mother is 36 years old, long longhair, intermediate mixed with a few gray hair, a pair of gentle eyes, high nose, big eyes, in my opinion, mother as a whole is very beautiful.
Mother, you comforted me in my sad; You encourage me when I encounter a failure, you guide me when I walk in the wrong direction.
Strict with me in your learning; You to me in life takes good care of me.
Ah! Your mother for the sake of my life, learning to pay a lot, I will not live up to your expectations, study hard and make a good filial piety you in the future, contribute to the country!
I love my mother very much. Like many other Chinese women, my mother is diligent. She works in a primary school. In order to teach well, she prepares her lectures very carefully and often works so late at night.
My mother is very kind and sincere. She gets along with her neighbors and colleagues. When they have difficulties, she is always ready to lend them a helpful hand. Therefore she is loved and respected in our neighborhood. From .
Night after night, she came to tuck me in, even long after my childhood years. Following her longstanding custom, she'd lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead.
I don't remember when it first started annoying me — her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did annoy me, for they felt work-worn and rough against my young skin. Finally, one night, I shouted out at her, Don't do that anymore —your hands are too rough! She didn't say anything in reply. But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love.
Time after time, with the passing years, my thoughts returned to that night. By then I missed my mother's hands, missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead. Sometimes the incident seemed very close, sometimes far away. But always it lurked, in the back of my mind.
Well, the years have passed, and I'm not a little girl anymore. Mom is in her mid-seventies, and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family. She's been our doctor, reaching into a medicine cabinet for the remedy to calm a young girl's stomach or soothe the boy's scraped knee. She cooks the best fried chicken in the world... gets stains out of blue jeans like I never could...
Now, my own children are grown and gone. Mom no longer has Dad, and on special occasions, I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her. So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly run across my face to brush the hair from my forehead. Then a kiss, ever so gently, touched my brow.
In my memory, for the thousandth time, I recalled the night my young voice complained, Don't do that anymore — your hands are too rough! Catching Mom's hand in hand, I blurted out how sorry I was for that night. I thought she'd remember, as I did. But Mom didn't know what I was talking about. She had forgotten — and forgiven — long ago.
That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her caring hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found.
Said the mother, everyone will write like this: xxxmy mother is beautiful and gentle.xxx Like the same composition, the reader can also upset it at? Who can write such a composition, not mother back to the hospital, in rainy day is mother wash clothes for himself in the middle of the night.
My mother is different, how different to feel my mother! My mother grows in general, short hair, and half is dyed color, half is golden, half is black, appear very different. My mom and dad divorced, I used to live with my mother, mother won't let me play computer, ready to hit people. Now, my mother and I lived in one place, the mother is surprisingly gentle to me, every time go to mother there, mom let me play computer, no longer limit my freedom. Mother is a women don't go out for a long time, only to work, or have something to go out, when eating it yourself, or make a take-away. Clothes are all buy on the net, day and night to get to the Internet. Mother does not like to laugh, every time she looked at me, I will be afraid, my mother is the pursuit of fashion, she online shopping is very beautiful, but to buy me clothes is very ugly. This is my mother, a different mother; A like to play my mother; A fiery mother; A tender mother; A mum don't like to laugh; A love my mother!
My mother is a teacher .She is not tall and a little fat .She has big eyes and long hair .
She loves me very much,but she is very strict to me, she requires me to develop good study habits especially in study .
Once I finished my homework ,but I did not check my homework because I wanted to play .
My mother checked my homework and fond many mistakes .
So she scolded me and let me corrected it . My mother love me very much ,but She is hard to me .I love my mother .
She is the most beautiful and best mother for me.
Like a stream flowing in my heart is my mother; Like the firefly is my mom showed me the way; Let me happily asleep in his own heart valve or my mother. Every child has mom, mom diligent and kind; Some mother tender and beautiful; My mother (she is) intelligent thrift; My mother a considerate and generous, beautiful caring; I care about I love my mother. This is my mother.
xxxThere is only a mother goodxxx it is not false, is my mother gave me life, raise me, gave me the greatest selfless love, I know that every mother love their children, only just in a different way of love, take my mother, for instance, she in my learning requirement is very strict and meticulous, and is kind, love is in my life better.
Recently happened thing, makes me very unforgettable, that morning, I got up early than usual, because the mother do surgery, the body is not restored by a cold, my father was not at home, I want to cook I wear good clothes, suddenly smelled the fragrance of milk, mother had been prepared breakfast for me, and I saw my mother up thin sweat on his forehead, his mouth kept cough, she was holding a bowl of hot milk, said in a hoarse voice, xxxbergkamp hot to drink.xxx It is warm in my heart, my eyes moist, also feel mother gaunt many overnight.
Think of mom often for my carelessness on the study at ordinary times, and scold me, punish me for I done something wrong, now I understand that this is all for my good mother, but I don't understand this, don't understand mother's hard, also often talk back to my mother, let mother angry, think really should not!
I want to say to my mother: xxxmom, you were laborious! Thank you for your love.
My mother’s name is nancy. She has long hair, two big eyes My mother likes sports and shopping. Her favourite sports are football and yoga. And her favourite food is ice cream. She also likes dogs and cats.
My mother is a high school techer, she works very hard and does very well in the school.
My mother also concerns my study. She always helps me study and play the piano. She is very glad when I make progress.
My mother loves me very much. And I love my mother too!
My mother is very slim figure, with curved, short black hair, straight nose, Laugh when you turn corners, like the moon hangs in the mouth, dimples on both sides. My mom likes reading, like read online news, reading newspa-pe-rs and magazines. She and I will share the knowledge and information, she knew, she also encouraged me to read more books. My mother likes field. She thinks field walking can breathe fresh air and exercise is good for your health. My mother likes cooking. She often give I do Fried rice and pasta, she still doing all sorts of filling the dumplings. We all like to eat.
My mom loves me. When I was young, before you go to bed every night mom gave me read the story. When I was ill, she worried, feed me to take medicine, accompany me. When I am sad, anxiety, fear, mother in my side to comfort me. To participate in various activities, also, mom. I drive pick-up Whenever I was tired walking field, will lie in mother's lap. I love my mother.
In my mind, mother is the greatest. Because my mother not only gave me life, gave me lots of love. When I meet with difficulties, always can hear mother encouraging words, and when I am happy, my mother is also the most happy.
Remember, when I was two or three, economic difficulties in the home, in order to life, mother left me to work in another city. That day, my mother and I are very miss each other. My mother often calls, is to listen to my voice. And every time I hear the phone ringing, I will be the first to pick up, because I guess may is mothers call, but many phone not mom, that moment I felt very disappointed. As long as I heard my mother to come back to see me, I will jump for joy. But mother come back each time only two or three days of time, and separate time is so long. After mother left, I miss my mom every night to cry, want to mother came back with me. Let me the deepest impression a telephone is: mom, lets move to changsha, I am very happy, because I can always and mother living together.
Finally reunited, but mother because of work need to travel a lot. Every time mother on a business trip, I hate to mother, looked at his mother out of the house, I will run to the window and looked at his mothers shadow gradually disappeared in the crowd. I wonder: mom is in order to make my life better, just work so hard. When I grow up must repay mother well. Now, I want to said to mother: mom, I love you!
My mother is 35 years old. But I still can see how beautiful she is when she is young. She is not too tall but very thin. Her eyes are black. Her hair is blackand there is several white hair.
She takes me to school every day. In the evening she help me with my homework. If I’m hungry she will cook my favourite meals. She’s always trying to encourage me to try something new. I think my mother is the best person in this world. She is always be there for me when I need her. I love her so much. She is my hero.
I have a beautiful and hard-working mother.
Mother's hair is inclined bang, long curly hair, ear lobe greatly, there is a hole! Estimation is wear earrings. Mother fine eyes, small nose, mouth, small and exquisite.
My mother also boast. When mother bought new clothes will say to us: xxxbeautiful?xxx We occasionally glance at replied xxxgeneralxxx she didn't say anything, because she had already familiar.
My mother some bad temper, she very fierce when the mood is bad, remember the last time I ask her: well mom this thesis how to write ah, she is very fierce of say: cannot go as documents by yourself, xxxI don't know, go away!xxx I think mother like a xxxbitchxxx, I was so sad.
Although fierce, but my mother attaches great importance to my study. Me exam, my mother will be hanging from the contented smile on his face, even will reward me, I got bad, mother will carefully explain my wrong topic, until I understand, I suddenly felt very guilty and ashamed.
I said that mom is very industrious beginning? Said I'll give you about my mother how industrious: my mother bear the all the housework every day. My mother want to go to work, she also try to do the housework. My mother do the housework wholeheartedly, not half-hearted.
This is my mom, though a bit rude at ordinary times, but, I know my mother's heart is very love me.
My mother, with a pretty face, small mouth, long black hair, always put on the shoulders, looks like a fairy, I love my mother.
My mother is strict with me. I remember once, I wrote a typo, mother said: xxxgive me write ten times!xxx I was very unhappy and walked away, I thought: is not a few words? Need to write so much? But in the end Id written the words, ah! See their own handwriting, is really a kind of enjoyment! Thanks to my mom taught me!
Mother love me very much, as long as I like to eat what, mother will try to help me to do. When I was ill, my mother was anxious, she will be careful to take care of me. Although the mother is very tired every day, but she still often take me to the place I love.
xxxWho grass inch heart, reported in the apartmentsxxx, a mothers love is happy, I love my mother.
Mothers love, like a long river, she quiet, occasionally with a slightly ripples; Her clear, can see the activity on pebbles in the river; She gently, such as the spring breeze slowly to send me. Mothers love for me, I also countless. However, in my impression deepest is the following a few things:
It was a summer night, suddenly the power went out, cant blow fanner. Hot cant sleep, my mother took their fan back and give me a breeze, let me fall asleep. Not only has a comfortable and cool, cool wind also mixed with mom to my thick love, bring me into the sweet dreams.
Another time, I in his home village and play with my cousin. I and my cousin play together I run, but with a small stones I tripped and fell. After I get up, I found more lap a wound, the wound is big and red, and blood flow out, it hurt so much I tears dc. Mother took me to the next to the small clinic simple after disinfection, ready to take me back home, but she was afraid to touch my wound, it just took me home.
Every night when I was learning, every once in a while, mother will always ask me: xxxdaughter, thirst not thirsty, drink some water.xxx And then holding a large glass of water. Water is always warm, let the house is full of warm meaning. Her mother know that I am afraid of hot, so the water right every time. She drink a first, say: xxxhotxxx, just pass me water to drink.
The father loves the mountain, a mothers love is like the sea. Drop a mothers love can make a mothers love of the great river. Mom, I love you!
In the early morning, my sister went out and brought home a bunch of pretty flowers. Right after my mother got up out of bed, we said xxxHappy Mother's Dayxxx! to her and gave her the flowers. My mother was very happy; she smiled and said, How wonderful the flowers look! Thank you! Also, we told her we were going to do all the housework for our beloved mother, and she could take a rest for a day. In the beginning, we were excited about all the work we can do at home. Before long, we found that the housework seemed to be endless, There was cooking and washing, and
cleaning to do, and there was shopping to do, too . During the dinner hour, the kitchen seemed so busy. My father was making a salad, my sister was baking a pie for dessert, and I was washing rice and vegetables, and there were many other things to do. Finally, the dinner was ready; it was two hours behind the usual schedule. The food was not as delicious as my mother's. Nevertheless, my mother and father enjoyed it, and felt very proud of their daughter and son.
My mother’s name is nancy. She has long hair, two big eyes My mother likes sports and shopping. Her favourite sports are football and yoga. And her favourite food is ice cream. She also likes dogs and cats.
My mother is a high school techer, she works very hard and does very well in the school.
My mother also concerns my study. She always helps me study and play the piano. She is very glad when I make progress.
My mother loves me very much. And I love my mother too!
Every morning,my mother often gets up at about 6:30,then she'll prepare breakfast for me.
At 8 o'clock,it's time for her to go to work,so she go to the office by bus.
And at about 6:00 in the evening,my mother comes back,she's so tired then,but she still cooks supper for us.
After everything is done she will go to bed for want to say:mom,you are the greatest!
My mother was my first teacher. All the memories of my childhood are in one way or another connected with mother. I can still remember clearly the days when she told me stories, played games with me and taught me simple maths.
Mother has some good qualities. As a primary school teacher, she is kind to all her students. And she love her have seen her working at her desk late at night when I wake up many times. She is a responsible teacher. As her daughter I also learn a lot from her. She is indeed a good mother.
I love my mother. And I want to be a person like my mother.
My mother is 31 years old, her hair is black, her eyes are big, her body is a little fat, but she is very pretty.
On one occasion, my mother got up at 6 o'clock to clean up and wash clothes. My mother clean good health, give dad to do breakfast, dad also get up to eat breakfast, breakfast mom and Dad, go to wash the dishes, wash the dishes, my mother think time is early, and to go to sleep nap, so it's about time, you get up to go to work.
My mother is so hard-working, I have to learn from my mother.
My mom is about 45 years has long hair and very big is a always helps me with my homework before she cleans the house and prepares dinner for my whole is really a nice and kind mother.
My mom is always very she asks for is for me to complete my I get a good mark on my test,she will be very I don't do well,she won't get will encourage me to do better next time.
I love my mom,so I give her a hug when I get home,and tell her she is the best mom in the world.
My mother is 36 this year,but she looks young. She has two big eyes, a smally noose snd a smally mouth. Her hair is long and brown. She is a beauiful woman.
My mother is a nurse. She works in a People Hospital. She often wears a white uniform. No wonder people call nurses “white angle”. She works carefully and she is friendly to her patints. They all like her. She is busy. Every day, she works for eight hour in a day time. Sometimes, she is on duty in the evening. After work in the afternoon she goes back home. She makes a big dinner for father and me. It is a delicious meal, decause she is goodat cooking.
I love my mother, I think she is the best mother in the world.
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