Our small hometown had a tradition in which the students at an elementary school put on a Tom Thumb Wedding,a mock(模报) wedding event performed by kids. I was in the first grade. When the1 were handed out that spring,I was2 as a bridesmaid(伴娘).
Money was3 then,as it remained throughout may4 , but my mother always found a way. My mom would work her job outside the home,take care of the housework and cooking. 5 all the demands of the family,and then sit down at the sewing machine to6 the dress. While she had some sewing7 ,it wasn't something she did of tea, so there were 8 during the process. Yet I never heard her9 about having to do it.
When the dress was10 , it looked just like the picture, and it was a wonder to me. I remember my happiness and 11 when putting it on for the big event. No12 dress since has ever made me feel like I did the night of the Tom Thumb Wedding all those years ago. It was as if a piece of nay mother's 13 was in every stitch (针脚).
Now I am a mom. And while I never put together a small formal dress for my daughters,I have stayed up nights laboring on similar projects14 by love. I do it because that is what my mother gave me: the life lesson that it isn't about the money you 15 , but the love you give.