A few days ago, I ran into a stranger as he passed by. I said sorry1him, and he said, "Excuse me too, I wasn't even noticing you,"2this stranger and I were polite. Then we went on our way after saying goodbye
Later in the kitchen at home,3I was cooking our supper, my daughter Betty walked up to me, very4. When I turned around, I nearly5her down. "Get out of the way! "I shouted angrily. She ran away, crying.
That night, when I6in bed, my husband said to me, "You were so rude to Betty. Go and look around on the kitchen floor, and you'll find some7 there. Betty brought those for you. She picked them,8— pink, yellow, and your favourite blue."
When I heard this, I thought deeply. While9with a stranger, I was calm and polite. But with my daughter, I was not10. I felt sad and tears began to fall.
Then I went to Betty's11, "Wake up, my dear," I said." Are these the flowers you picked for me? "She smiled." I found them by the tree, I knew you liked them,12the blue ones." I said, "I was so rude13I treated you that way today. Betty, I am so sorry." And she said, "Mummy, that's okay--I still love you anyway." I kissed her and said, "I love you too and I do love the flowers."
That day Betty gave me a special14on how to get along with each other in the family. I spent much time on work before and didn't15how important family life was. I decided to do better in the future.
