Musings
- Cui Ping
The Great Love
By
Cui Ping ("Cissy") Fall 2001
My family is a small one;
there are two people, my Mum and I. This situation has lasted twenty years
since I came to the Earth. The only reason why my Dad and Mum divorced is
because I am a girl, not a boy. My Dad and his family never came to the hospital
once they knew that fact.
The fourth day after I
was born, I caught a high fever, and then a trail of awful diseases followed
me. I experienced so many cures that people did not think I could bear it:
even sample marrow from my bones was taken, as a matter of fact, I was just
a four-month baby at that time. Although I had gone through so much treatment,
the doctor told my Mum in a pity-filled voice: "There is a 99 percent chance
that she will become a fool, because the many strong treatments must have
had a bad effect on her brain. What's more, she is just a baby. "Some doctors
believed I was diseased with "Bai Xuebin" (leukemia) which is without cure.
At that time, everyone thought I was an unlucky baby. However, I never thought
so, because I met a common and great person, who managed to save me, who gave
me my own life: my Mum.
Never giving up, never
losing heart, never complaining, holding that 1 per cent hope, which is so
slim in others' eyes but is extremely different in her eyes. My Mum brought
me up successfully by herself. Although I knew clearly Mum took me to her
heart and made me healthy, no one could learn about the course she experienced
as well as no one could feel her misery and happiness. Mum always smiles to
everyone, even when she was in difficulty.
During my childhood, Mum
often took me to visit lots of places of interest and many different cities,
just in order to enlarge my vision and to let me know how beautiful nature
is and that life is happy. Also, I know she tried her best to become a Mum
and Dad, and she made a great effort to get rid of the effect of the divorce
on me. Yes, I can say to my Mum, I rarely feel I am different from people
around me, because of you. She firmly believes that a healthy psychology and
a good character is vital to a child. She never loses a chance to tell me
how special I am.
As time went by, school
was coming soon. In order not to fall behind others, Mum always taught me
what I would learn in class the next day by herself. In my studies, Mum never
required me to get anything. She just told me: you just try your best, that's
it. In fact, there have always been two persons who try their best to make
progress in my studies, they are my Mum and I. As the higher grades came,
Mum could not teach me any more, but she always did everything she could do
for my studies. For example, she created a good environment. She never told
me off for my bad marks, but she used to punish me for my lies. She always
taught me: I don't need you to be a great person, but you must be a truthful
person. It doesn't matter if you do not have an ideal mark, but you must have
good personal qualities. In fact, what she told me also can be found in herself.
Her speaking and action in everyday life has been the best education for me.
This power is dramatic.
Now I have become a university student. I go home just in the holidays and
sometimes I miss and worry about my Mum. After all, she is left by herself
at home. However, maybe she seems to have read my mind, because every time
I call back, she always tells me with a happy voice:
"Don't worry about me,
I'm ok. You should pay more attention to your study." I will remember all
my life the words she told me when I went to school the first day: clumsy
birds have to start flying early and hard work can make up for a lack of intelligence.
Having these words, I've got No. 1 in my freshman year at university.
Now, when I bring good
news about my studies or about getting No. 1 in some field, my Mum always
said to me with a smile: "Depending on that 1% hope, I've created a champion,
you are great." As a matter of fact, at this time, how I want to tell my Mum:
You are a truly great person!
