MY MOM

MY MOM

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After the sudden and tragic death of our father, everything changed in our household. My mom, once a devoted and caring parent, seemed to lose herself in grief and uncertainty. Instead of taking care of my siblings and me, she began to focus all her attention on buying unnecessary things to decorate the house and planning lavish travel trips.

Despite our pleas for her to use the money for our basic needs, she continued to indulge in luxury items and exotic vacations. Our pantry grew emptier by the day, and we resorted to wearing old, tattered clothes that barely fit us. The walls of our house were crumbling, and yet she refused to spend a dime on repairs, preferring to spend it on frivolous items instead.

It was heart-wrenching to see our mother drift further and further away from us, consumed by her own desires and neglecting her responsibilities as a parent. We felt neglected and helpless, wondering how we could possibly survive in such dire circumstances.

As time went on, the gap between us only widened, with my mother becoming more distant and detached from our reality. We longed for the days when she would tuck us into bed and cook us our favorite meals, but those moments seemed like a distant memory now.

In the end, we learned to fend for ourselves, finding ways to make ends meet and provide for each other in the absence of our mother's care. But deep down, we couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the woman who once showered us with love and attention, now consumed by materialism and selfish pursuits. Our house may have been filled with expensive decor, but it lacked the warmth and love that our father had once brought to our family.
 
We andika kiswahili wengi watasoma.
Ukiweka yai wanakimbia.
Hayo yapo mi nimeelewa nashkuru lugha ya malikia toka darasa la nne naitwanga vizuri sana.
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After mzee death mama alikua mtu wa huzuni sana.
Sikuwai kumuona na lavish life wala mtu yoyote 20 good years.
Nilikua namuona anamlilia mumewe tu mda wote kajifungia.
Mali zilipotea hamna anayejali ila tulisimama km familia at least tuko safe..
Ndio nilikuja jua mama alikua anampenda sana mzee.
Ingawa vichapo tulikua tunapokea kwa mikono miwili.
 
Baada ya kifo cha ghafla na cha kutisha cha baba yetu, kila kitu kilibadilika katika kaya yetu. Mama yangu, ambaye hapo awali alikuwa mzazi aliyejitolea na kujali, alionekana kujipoteza kwa huzuni na kutokuwa na uhakika. Badala ya kututunza mimi na ndugu zangu, alianza kuelekeza fikira zake zote katika kununua vitu visivyo vya lazima vya kupamba nyumba na kupanga safari za kifahari.

Ijapokuwa tulimwomba atumie pesa hizo kwa mahitaji yetu ya kimsingi, aliendelea kujiingiza katika vitu vya anasa na likizo za kigeni. Chumba chetu kilizidi kuwa tupu siku hadi siku, na tukaamua kuvaa nguo kuukuu zilizochakaa ambazo hazitutoshei. Kuta za nyumba yetu zilikuwa zikibomoka, na bado alikataa kutumia senti moja kufanya ukarabati, akipendelea kuzitumia kununua vitu visivyo na maana.

Ilikuwa ni jambo la kuhuzunisha sana kumuona mama yetu akienda mbali zaidi na zaidi kutoka kwetu, akitumiwa na tamaa zake mwenyewe na kupuuza wajibu wake kama mzazi. Tulihisi tumepuuzwa na hatujiwezi, tukishangaa jinsi tungeweza kuishi katika hali hizo mbaya.

Kadiri muda ulivyosonga, pengo kati yetu lilizidi kuongezeka, huku mama yangu akizidi kuwa mbali na kujitenga na ukweli wetu. Tulitamani sana siku ambazo angetulaza kitandani na kutupikia vyakula tunavyopenda, lakini nyakati hizo zilionekana kuwa kumbukumbu mbali sasa.

Mwishowe, tulijifunza kujitafutia riziki, kutafuta njia za kupata riziki na kutunza kila mmoja wetu pasipokuwa na malezi ya mama yetu. Lakini moyoni, hatukuweza kujizuia kujiuliza ni nini kilikuwa kimempata yule mwanamke ambaye wakati fulani alitupenda na kutuhangaikia, ambaye sasa ametawaliwa na kupenda vitu vya kimwili na kufuatia ubinafsi. Huenda nyumba yetu ilijaa mapambo ya bei ghali, lakini ilikosa uchangamfu na upendo ambao baba yetu alileta kwa familia yetu.
 
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