February 5th, 2006» Go Eat! Go Eat!

- 8:21 pm

“Go eat, boy,” that’s what my mother would say when dinner’s ready.

I normally would reply with a nod or okay her, acknowledging that I’ve heard her. She, however, never seems to catch that.

If I am watching the television and she calls for dinner, I will wait for commercial break before making my way to the kitchen. If I am doing my tutorials, maths for example, I will finish up my sum before advancing to grab my meal. Or if I’m using the computer, I will, firstly, finish up my business. I will, as always, give her my acknowledgement. Nevertheless, if I don’t jump into having my meal immediately, she will make sure that I can’t carry on doing whatever I’m doing in peace.

“Go eat!” she would shout soon after the first call.

Expressing my stand more explicitly this time, “Okay, let me finish my stuffs.”

“Go eat!” she repeated, much louder this time, few minutes after my reply, “before the food turns cool!”

“Okay, okay! I’m coming! Let me finish up my thing first!” I responded, impatiently, while rushing to complete my task.

And if my father is in the living-room, she would ask so loudly, making sure my father could hear, for me to ask my father to have dinner. I mostly just ignore my mother on this one.

After going ahead to have my dinner, my mother will then carry out the same operation on my sister if she’s at home.

At times, I get a bit too irritated that I shouted back. She would, then, berate me for raising my voice. Should I point out that she’s raising her voice too, she would refute that she didn’t.

If you think she just wanted the family to have dinner together, my mother eats in her room while watching television programme after grabbing her meal.

I understand and I really do appreciate her intention. I also respect her a lot. However, I cannot help but not agree with how she works sometimes.

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