Me and my mother (Mama’) Part 2

Hi everyone,

When I was growing up, my Mama’ taught me not to waste anything including food.  My parents always encouraged us to eat a lot, but do not waste the food.  Rice was one of them, if we were still hungry, do get a  second serving but just get only what you can finish.  Mama’ explained to me that rice farmers worked very hard to grow rice and they were low income people.  They used  their blood, sweat and tears to grow rice.  All the Chinese family will tell their children the same, because rice is playing a big part of Chinese culture.  Mama’ did not waste anything at all, she saved all the Chinese newspapers so that we could use them to start the charcoal to cook.  I was growing up with the left over food.  When we finished the meal and had left over, Mama’ always saved them in refrigerator.  She would add one or two more new dishes to go with the left over.  When we had a lot of left over rice, she would make a fried rice dish.  In case you did not know that this is the history of fried rice- the left over meal.

Mama’ showed me to love and care about the other people.  She got a busy schedule at home, but she always made the time to visit our relatives on both side of the family.  She would buy oranges or tangerines to give to our relatives.  Mama’ told me that we should  not wait until they got sick to see them.  You should make the effort to see them while they are healthy and cherish the time of happiness with them.  My Mama’ is a loving and caring person.  She was always giving, not taking.  She was a kind of person that anyone will feel love  and care whenever they meet her.  One day, she took me to the thai temple to worship.  She gave money to a few beggars in front of the temple.  I said to her ” Mama’ don’ t give the money to the young beggar, he is young and strong enough to find job and make money.  I think that he is a fake to make an easy money.”  Mama’ said to me that ” we are here to do a good deed, we are not here to judge people.  You don’t really know about him.  He might fall in a hardship right now.  Look at his clothes how dirty it is.  Do you think people will hire him the way he look?  Of course not, they probably scold him and beat him up with a stick.  You always help the other people if they need the help.”  I will never forget what she taught me.

At home, I saw how much my Mama’ really love my Papa’.  She didn’t have to tell anyone about that, it showed.  When Papa’ came home from work, she would  greet him with a smiling face and asked how the day go.  She would bring him something to drink and took his socks and shoes off.  At the dinning table, she put food on his rice bowl from different dishes with her chopsticks.  She said to him that I want you to taste this dish to see if you like it.  When Papa’ ate it, she would give him more without his asking.  She served the meal to him with love.  When Papa’ worked around the house.  She always wiped his face with a cold towel.  She always took care of him.  Today some Oriental ladies are still doing it.  You can see this kind of love only in ancient Chinese movie.  In today society we should give more unconditional love and understanding of each other.

Goodbye for now,

Mana

Me and my mother ( Mama’ )

Hi Everyone,

I would like to tell you about my parents this time.  Before I tell you about them.  I would like to bring up my stock Bank Of Ireland (IRE $11.00).  If you buy the day I wrote the Investing article (May 27).  You would have made the profit of 30%.  That is a very good profit indeed.  I haven’t sell it yet.  It is still having some leg to go.  The government of Ireland injected 4 billion into the Bank Of Ireland to buy back bad debt.  Also this stock was $97 on February 2007 before the recession hit around the globe.  I keep this stock for awhile longer.

I am a lucky guy in the world,I got great parents.  I learned a lot from both of them.  They gave an unconditional love.  I called my father-Papa’, it means Dad in Chinese.  In Thai, it says Kun Paw.  I called my mother-Mama’, it means Mom in Chinese.  In Thai, it says Kun Mae.  Papa’ was the one who did all the disciplines.  Mama’ was the one who always gave love and care.  Mama’ was the housewife, she got up real early every morning to cook breakfast.  She woke all of us up when the breakfast was done.  I got one sister and two brothers.  My grandmother (my dad’s mother) was living with us also.  Mama’ helped me get ready before the school bus showed up.  After we finished eating our breakfast, she washed the dishes.  Then she washed all our clothes.  We washed every things by hands  in Thailand at that time.  I forgot to tell you that we used charcoal for cooking and boiling the water.  We got three stoves, one for cooking the rice, one for stir fry and the other for boiling the water.  Today living is so very convenient, you have rice cooker, you have dish washer and washing machine.  Mama’ took me to the market a lot of time, especially on the week end and summer time.  She taught me how to buy chickens, fishes and shrimps, which they were still alive in the open market.  You can take the live chicken home and kill the chicken by yourself or you can pay the merchant an extra money to process for you.  We bought enough for all three meals a day.  Mama’ was a great cook, she could cook all kind of Chinese foods.  She never let us bore with our meals.  She always had different dishes on each meal, some was stir fry, some was deep fry and some was soup.  Every dishes were delicious.  I learned how to cook from her.  I had been carried the baskets for her.  One day, she tested me to see how much I know how to prepare a meal.  She gave some money to buy grocery.  She said “I gave you enough money to buy grocery for three meals.  You have to think what the combination of meat and vegetables to make a dish.  Whatever you want to eat buy it.  If you like it, I’m sure everybody in the family will like it also.”  Boye of boye, it was tough, I bought enough to make only two dishes.  It took three or four dishes to make a meal.  I didn’t even get enough for a meal.  She smiled and said that it takes time to learn, just keep watching me every day and it will sink in.  I had been help her to prepare the meal all the time, but never actually cooked by myself.  The first trip back to visit from America, I cooked for my parents.  My mama’ said to me you are a good cook.  You develope to be a great chef, you have your own style.  I told her that I learned from her and changed a little bit due to lack of ingredients where I lived.

I helped my mama’ doing shore around the house.  I remember that the first time I learned how to iron the clothes with the old charcoal iron.  You had to get the fire start first.  You had to have a bucket of water so that you can splash it on your clothes.  I swept and scrubbed the floor.  I was on my knee to scrub and moped by hand.  We didn’ t have the kind of mop that they use in U.S.A.  My life growing up was a busy one.  Mama’ said to me that you have to plan your daily life and then just do it.  If you are just thinking about it, it will never get done.  She is my inspiration.

It is quiet long article this time, I will continue the story next time.

Goodbye for now,

Mana