Seeingthetitle,manystoriesaboutmymotherarefloodinginmyhead!Mumisfourtyyearsoldandactsas

　　anordinaryofficeworkerinacompany.Sheismyfirstteacherinmylifeandalsoisoneofmybest

　　freinds.WhenIwasyoung,Mumalwaysstayedbesidemeandtaughtmehowtowalkandhowtosay"Hello"to

　　others.Stepbystep,Icouldwalkwithoutanyone'shelpandspeakfluently.Mumiskindlyandquiteeasy

　　togetonwellwithher.IcannotforgetthosenightgswhenMumsatnexttomybedandreadstoriesto

　　me.Itisthestoriesthatmademeunderstandhowtobeagoodpeople.Mumhasmanyhobbies.Shelikes

　　watchingTVwhileweavingcloth,alsosheisinterestedinclimbingmountains.Frequentlyallmyfamily

　　willhavearestonahillatweekends.Shelovessportssothatshestayedathomealldaysforthe2008

　　OlympicGames.Inmymemory,grapeisherfavouritefruit.Sheoftentoldusthatgrapeisfullof

　　nutrition.TherearetoomuchIwanttosay,butIthinkthebestwaytoshowmylovetoMumisloveher

　　forever!WhenIsatatthedesk,tryingtowritetheessay,Ifoundithardtosetpentopaper.Staringat

　　thetopicIdeliberatelychoseformyself"mymother",Ifeltthememoryof20yearswithmymother

　　suddenlyturnedintoahaze,blurringmyeyestodiscernthepast,withnothingtowering,nothingflaring,

　　nothingimpressiveorspecialenoughasalandmark.Thehazegraduallyclearedaway,revealingtheimage

　　ofanamicablewoman.Irecalledalinefromthefamousmovie"SleeplessinSeattle".Theradiocolumn

　　hostessaskedSam,"What'ssospecialaboutyourwife?"Heanswered,"That'smillionsofsmallthings."

　　Right,trivialandcommonplace,likeobscurebeans,yetwovenintothemostspectacularnecklacebythe

　　poweroflove.Mymotherisordinary,butinmyeyessheisspecial.

　　Mymothergavebirthtomewithexceptionallydifficultlabor.Fatherreceivedanemergencynoticeandwas

　　facedwithachoicebetweentheadultandtheinfant.Ofcourse,theadult.Somycomingintothisworld

　　wasanunexpectedfortuneatthepriceofMother'spainfulinsistence.Thusmy20yearsbeganlikethismy

　　motherexertedeveryefforttogivemelove,butIreturnedherwithadeepscarthatwastostaywithher

　　allthroughmygrowth.

　　MymotherisaseniorhighschoolEnglishteacher.Understandably,shewantedherdaughtertopickup

　　Englishearlytogiveheranedgetolaterstudy,whichIdidnotunderstandattheageofeight.Iwasso

　　obsessedwithfunandgamesthatIhatedtostaypeacefullywithallthosestrangephoneticsymbolsand

　　oddwords.IwonderedwhatpleasureMotherseemedtohavefoundinteachingmeA,B,C.Wasn'tteachingat

　　schooltiresomeenoughforher?Iwentonstrike,refusingtospellasinglewordnomatterhowtenderor

　　severeMothertriedtobewithme.Forthefirsttimeinmylife,Motherbeatme,imprintingonmymind.

　　Thephysicalpainwasgonelong,longago.ButIhavefinallycometounderstandhowitpainedmymother

　　tobeatmeformyobstinacyanddisobedience,andIacheatherpain.

　　Mothernevergaveupevokinginmeaninterestinknowledge.Sheplacedthemostemphasisonmyeducation

　　andtookthemostpleasureinmygradualformationofself-disciplineinpreparingmys