A LETTER, from Mom and Dad
This is in English version, next in Indonesian... Please wait... :) My Child. When I get old, I hope you understand and have patience with me. In case I break a plate, or spill soup on the table because I'm loosing my eyesight, I hope you don't yell at me. Older people are sensitive. Always having selfpity when you yell. When my hearing gets worse, and I can't hear what you're saying, I hope you don't call me "Dealease repeat what you said or write it down" I'm sorry, My Child. I'm getting older. When my knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to help me get up. Like how I used help you while you were little, Learning how to walk. Please bear with me. When I keep repeating my self, like a broken record, I hope you just keep listening to me. Please don't make fun of me, or get sick of listening to me. "Do you remember when you were little and you wanted a ballon?" You repeated youself ove