
Back then it was probably 6th grade in Elementary School, I still hadn't thought about my own desires, other than giving my best for a pretend smile from my mother.
Every time I looked at books and books every day, showing perfect value, that's when my mom smiled and said.
"You're great always getting perfect grades An, I'm proud of you."
My mother's brackish voice sounded painful, but all I knew was that I just wanted to see my mother smile at her illness.
I never thought about anything else and that was why I had to follow my father's words.
"If getting a perfect score makes you happy, I'll keep getting it, so you'll have to get well."
For me it is not an ordinary promise, but a hope, I have to get a perfect score, go on and on, until my hope comes true.
If everyone has their own dreams, I always ask myself, what do I want out of all this. My choice will be what I want in the future. But the future is faint before me, I'm afraid that I might have to change, because maybe my mother doesn't smile anymore.
Every time I think of changing, the more I fear, the more the world may remain like this, do not change and change myself, I am willing to kill myself for the one I love.
At all times, I hold the camera and aim it at the sky. What my mother did always amazes me.
See all the photos he took by sharing the atmosphere of the world, such as the twilight sky and drizzle. It's a photo that's always on the front page of the album, mom gives the title 'mizzle orange.'
There is also a photo, when the launch of a rocket that splits the sky of the island of tanegashima into orange and night simultaneously. It was like two very different sides of the world.
I see my mom smiling more often when I look at all the photos in her hand, I can't do much. Just give me what I can do and that's a little bit of hope hopefully can make mom always smile.
I remember that my mother once said, when I was sitting next to my mother and eating the fruit that she enjoyed. Mom looked up at the sky and said.
"Do you know An, I've been sick for a long time like this, I know, age is impossible to guess, so therefore, it is, I always try my best in all areas and include doing everything that I find fun, climbing mountains to take pictures of the sky, adventuring all over the place with scenery that I never see.
It makes it seem like you still have various plans and you don't know, until when it continues, it makes you a little sad."
My mother spoke softly with a soft look in her eyes.
In silence I wanted that hope to come true, I myself could not hope for more, maybe at that time, I began to see the outside world that my mother always looked at.
Although I'm not trying to change, just look and want to know, like the beginning when following invite Noe to play in the park.
Noe happily raised his hand and said.
"Look at the cloud is big and very close." Noe said with his hand pointing to the sky.
"Yes, it's called a comulonimbus cloud, its height ranges in a thousand meters, with a width of up to a kilometer." Answer me with a serious look at the book in hand.
Noe looked at me strangely as I said what I knew, Noe's hand that had originally pointed uprightly up into the sky, had now become twisted uninspired.
"Why, I feel like this isn't playing out, it's more like explaining a scientific paper about the various cloud structures." Noe said softly.
"What's wrong ?." Replied me, while Noe was still with his wry smile, walking over and patting me on the shoulder.
"Try to enjoy it, don't get hung up on knowledge, imagine, look, and say 'Ah right it's beautiful like a flower shape, or whatever's '." Noe said by demonstrating it with hand gestures.
"No, that's embarrassing ."I still don't care.
As Noe got a blow, his body went limp.
I asked myself why Noe wanted me so much to enjoy the atmosphere of play, I felt it was not so bad, as long as it did not do anything as tacky as the way Noe did.
I followed Noe, walking towards the beach without knowing what to do, just silently staring at the waves that came and broke hit the reef. Rarely am I on this beach, except with my mom to take photos at any given moment.
Noe saw that this beach was a beauty, while for me it was nothing more than the earth skin structure covered in water and the wind caused it to be a wave.
But this place looks ordinary .
"What are you doing Noe ?."
Asked me when I saw Noe who was holding a thin pebble-shaped piece.
"Take a look at this ."He said in style.
Seeing Noe holding the stone he threw to the surface of the water, with a 45° sloping force throw, made the thin stone pieces reflected three times.
What Noe does makes him a little bit amazing. But not for me.
"Look, that's great ."He praised himself by puffing his chest.
"No, you're wrong, if you throw from that angle then it looks normal ." Reject me who refuses to praise the tacky man.
I looked for another piece of stone, as I held the thinner piece of stone, preparing in the throw, tilting the angle of the body to thirty degrees, throwing it as flat as possible to the surface of the water, reflected seven times.
Noe saw him surprised, like feeling defeated by people who only think about the lessons in his life.
Noe's mouth gaped, "How did you do An ."
"I've said, the angle of the tilt of the body and the flat throw will probably be able to make it reflect more ." I said I explained every theory.
Noe seemed to want to cry when he thought of all the numbers and foreign sentences from the middle of nowhere, I could not bear to see the man, I approached and patted him on the shoulder then said
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"Just relax, I never felt that I was great in this field ." I said a little low.
"So you're saying I'm more stupid than a person who can't do it" said an angry-looking Noe .
"It seems so ."
It was the first time I did anything other than books and lessons, accompanied by various forms of clouds at every height, or even a beach that was as thick as a sinking wave.
I am aware of many unknown things about this world, it is impossible to say, if I know every thing in this vast world, and the space above the earth still has many things filled with mystery.
Tell me about everything I did to my mom, see her smile I was a little confused, what made her smile and mom said.
"Look, there's still a lot of fun." Said my smiling mother .
"Yes, mother ."I also smile.
Keep repeating, the mother always goes to the hospital, even sometimes stay there, maybe also the treatment room has become a second home for mothers.