The leaves were still swaying, the Charles River was still surging, and the planes were still roaring in the late autumn. The elegant lady with visible wrinkles stepped out the Logan international airport, dragging a giant and heavy suitcase. The moment she saw me waving toward her, a smile appeared on her delicate face, and the luggage wheel began to create more screech sounds.
“ Hey Mom.” I should be excited, because it will be the first thanksgiving that I can actually spend time with my family, but…
“Look at your mom, safely landed on the territory of America, maybe you should say something to praise your mom? Do you know how hard was the flight? It was definitely a hard flight. The first three hours, I couldn’t sleep; therefore, I…” she began her speech. Apparently, she didn’t suffer too much from the thirteen-hour flight. Maybe a little bit, she looks a little bit too energetic.
“Mom, let’s move your bag onto the trunk for now, we can talk on the car later. It is already 11 p.m., I want to get some sleep.” I interrupted her, not only because I wanted to get back to our apartment, but also if she keeps talking, maybe we will stay at the airport overnight.
“Ok, then let’s go, I can’t wait to see our house. Is my room nice and clean? How about yours? What about…” yeah, that’s my mom. A little bit talkative, but she is still the best mom in the world.
On our way back, I could finally have a moment of silence while she was talking to the driver. Glancing out the window, there was another car drive with us shoulder to shoulder. Seems like the family on the car was chatting about what they have underwent during the trip. About twenty minutes, we reached our destination. After saying politeness to the driver, I help my mom move her luggage into her room. She was still talking about the flight, although to be honest, all I thought at that moment was to finish it and go sleep; thus, I only responded with yeah, cool, maybe, sounds good. Seeing me like that, she gradually lost her interests to share her unique and wonderful experiences during the flight. Then, it was her first night to overcome the jet lag.
Before I went to sleep, I told her that my friends and I will go on a skiing trip tomorrow for two days leaving at 9; therefore, when I got up at 8:30, she was already in the kitchen having her breakfast. Like usual, my breakfast was prepared on the opposite seat. While we were having breakfast, she kept saying about how bad she slept last night, she woke up at 4 and never got back to sleep again; however, although I would really love to talk with her about the principles behind the half-day metabolic adjustment, I have to leave for the skiing trip. She was still adding the logs to the flame, but I was ready for my expedition to start. It so happened that my friends just came to pick me up, I quickly said goodbye to my mom, and stepped out the door.
The skiing trip was exciting and fantastic, like-minded friends can always find hilarious experiences to share. Without the nagging from my mom, I felt like my soul was completely polished by the snow. However, when I got back to my apartment, the first glance at the house, I saw my mom was sitting at the table, drinking her tea, flip her phone back, forward, and back, and forward. Her wrinkles felt more intense, her eyes were devoid of something, something I should’ve realized earlier. All of a sudden, she looked up, and she saw I was standing beside the door. Then, all of a sudden, her eyes were alive; her eyes suddenly focused on me. The same smile I’ve seen in the airport reappeared on her face, her brisk pace is so familiar, and her wrinkles bloomed, like flowers, like her. It was 7 o’clock, I’m back, and she is back.
I should give more sympathetic consideration to my mom at that night. It was hard for her, travel to a completely unfamiliar environment with an alien language, all for me. The greatness of motherhood was reflected on her, but I just overlooked her tiredness and exhaustion for my own adventure. She must feel really empty during the time I was not there. She has no friends to talk with there, and due to the jet lag, she can’t really talk with her friend in China either. I should at least send my concerns to her. I promise mom, I will always be there for you, like you are always there for me. Hey mom, I promise.
I am really proud of this work, but I could’ve used more rhetoric language to depict my love toward my mom, I could’ve put more emotions into my words. Also, I want to write more about my mon’s actions when she was waiting for me from the trip. The ending paragraph can also be better elaborated.
I must admit that the dialogue you have used flows extremely well into your literary piece, making it have so much more effect on the audience. I liked the idea of a conversation with your mother throughout the paper, as it gives us a better feeling about how you feel and makes us better understand you. I also really enjoyed the description and the vocabulary you have used. Overall, a very nice paper. Good work!