Eye Killer
For My Fleeting Youth
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When I was a little girl----maybe all mothers are fond of talking about their children’s funny childhood----I needed only a little sauce and a bowl of rice in a meal. That is to say, without any dishes. And when I got older, I liked two or three big bowls of rice mixed with lite soup of vegetable.
Parents are really great, while children don’t always read their mind.
Knowing me as a guy who was very picky in meals, my parents always wanted to satisfy my taste. There was a period when I liked eating bones-rich parts of chook, such as the neck and the claws. One day after I had seen the disgusting neck or claws of the chicken for several days, I burst out shouting to my father, “How come you always let us eat this?” Papa replied, “Don’t you like this? You liked it!”
Yes, I liked it in the past, but I had changed the taste. However, Papa couldn’t be a worm in my stomach; he didn’t know my change in taste. His goodwill had got a bad reaction.
Now I would eat almost all kinds of vegetables and meat, comparing with rarely any in the past. Every time Papa asked me what I would like to eat, I replied,“ It is up to you! Whatever you choose is Ok to me. ”So it is much easier for my parents to prepare food for me---- Last weekend, they asked my sister who has been home for a week to bring me wax gourd soup. Mama proudly said, “(I know) she likes wax gourd.” Frankly speaking, the wax gourd soup brought to me was a little sour, not as delicious as I expected.
Since I no longer eat rice only, time spent in a meal increases largely. As is estimated, 3-5 minutes would be used in the past while about 15 minutes be used now.
Too long for me! …
I feel like a simple meal as I used to have, as well as a simple mind in the past.
Parents are really great, while children don’t always read their mind.
Knowing me as a guy who was very picky in meals, my parents always wanted to satisfy my taste. There was a period when I liked eating bones-rich parts of chook, such as the neck and the claws. One day after I had seen the disgusting neck or claws of the chicken for several days, I burst out shouting to my father, “How come you always let us eat this?” Papa replied, “Don’t you like this? You liked it!”
Yes, I liked it in the past, but I had changed the taste. However, Papa couldn’t be a worm in my stomach; he didn’t know my change in taste. His goodwill had got a bad reaction.
Now I would eat almost all kinds of vegetables and meat, comparing with rarely any in the past. Every time Papa asked me what I would like to eat, I replied,“ It is up to you! Whatever you choose is Ok to me. ”So it is much easier for my parents to prepare food for me---- Last weekend, they asked my sister who has been home for a week to bring me wax gourd soup. Mama proudly said, “(I know) she likes wax gourd.” Frankly speaking, the wax gourd soup brought to me was a little sour, not as delicious as I expected.
Since I no longer eat rice only, time spent in a meal increases largely. As is estimated, 3-5 minutes would be used in the past while about 15 minutes be used now.
Too long for me! …
I feel like a simple meal as I used to have, as well as a simple mind in the past.
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