Experience is
The Best Teacher
I had an experience
that was unforgettable
along of life. Even it brought regret in my self. It happened when i was on
first class of senior high
school in
2003. My mother had a hard illness. A complication illness that caused she got stroke. Her body
was half distinguished, couldn’t
talk, and just lie down in a bed.
Times by times passed, our family was back and forth to
hospital. They looked
for medicine but she did not get a health. Even, her body was more thinner becaue of less eating she was difficult to eat.
As a second son, i
helped my father to carry and took care my mother. But, one day i stayed in the lowest
point of my own mental. I
complained, " I am
tired". Unsuitable words to be said from a son to his parent. The words
that i most wished to
be pulled but i couldn't.
I was ashamed. I wish that I had not made so many complaints in my
life history, but it
was excessive.
Next several month,
when my mother had agony of death, we surrounded, guided a syahadat sentence
for her and i also made an apology
from my deepest heart. I hoped she understood and
forgave me. Although she couldn’t speak to us.
After that , my mother left us forever.
I made
a mistake because i complained
and said " I am
tired" when caring my mom. But, it was born
a faith and spirit in my self: “Don’t repeat the same mistake again” particularly
for kind people arround us. The more
important thing is: Experience is the best teacher. I wish
God forgive my
mistake. I love mom.
