I crossed my legs and stared at each and every one of them, they were seated with their heads down. I could not never think that in my wildest dreams, they would go behind my back using my old phone to call a stranger to them. How would I obviate the thoughts that he might have streamlined into their heads with his words. If I did not give them a befitting punishment, they would never ever learn. I would not dare spare the rod from them after they had disrespected me.
Nelson
I saw it in mothers eyes, the anger that was burning in our eyes. my siblings remained quiet. I know that I was the sole cause of all this. Mr. T. would not have gotten our numbers if not for my negligence to instructions. For the first time in my life, I saw mother with a long stick, was that a cane? Was it going to be used on us? I looked at Nathan who had been fiddling with his hands and Nancy just had her head down, I don't know why but I could feel a spark of relaxation in her, the opposite of what I had been thinking.
" I told you guys not to contact strangers, and you did, why?"
I knelt down immediately, I could not have my siblings punished for what they hadn't done, that would not be just. " Mother, I am the one to blame, I gave out your business card." My mother stood up and approached me with the cane. Slowly, I looked up into her eyes and it looked empty, as empty as a school would be on a Sunday.
She raised up her cane and I was prepared to receive a hit from her, I would be the most honored, as long as I was the only one getting hit. I would be the Jesus to save my siblings. I would take their stripes for them.
I closed my eyes and I awaited the hit, my eyes still in darkness. Contemplating when I would cry out like a boy that had his leg fractured on the soccer field. I know I would cry that way. I opened my mouth to prepare for my cries I would cry in pain.
' clack' I heard something fall to the ground. I opened my eyes to confirm the source of sound. It was the cane that was in mothers hands.
She went down on her knees and held my face, Yes! Yes I could see my mother again. I know that it would pain her more than I would pain me. a strike would land her ten more directly to her feeling organ; the heart.
" I am so sorry, Nelson. Please forgive your mother."
" she placed my face on her chest and from her ouch on my head I could feel her hands shake, her whole body shook. I flet like I was in a massage chair just from being in her embrace.
I closed my eyes and I could feel her, I understood her. I old myself that I would never do anything to hurt her feelings again. I closed my eyes and I felt a hot tear come down my face, the only thing I could think of saying and doing
" I am so glad that the cane didn't hit me mom, the lord is good isn't he?"
I was expecting a response from her but she just viberated the more. With more bellowing sobs. I felt some extra feeling, no pressure. Could it be my siblings? I was so happy that they did not allow what happened a few minutes ago to make them see mother as a bad person. She needed us right now, she taught us to prepare for a moment that others would be at their weakest, a their lowest. She was the one who taught us how to encourage one another.
" I am very sorry. Even if I wanted to discipline the three of you. I should have explained why I would be doing so, I am sorry that I let anger take over me. You know that I love you all very much right?"
Nancy
I rarely saw mother this angry but I knew my mommy all to well with the help of the holy spirit . You see, I and Nathan had made a bet that mother would not strike the cane because the holy spirit had spoken to me. He told me that He would remind our mommy of the verse.
Parents do not be quick to anger
Actually I was mostly the one talking; while Nathan nodded while still putting his heads down. Seemed like he did not want to have anything to do with my bet.
" You know that I love you all very much right?"
I let loose from the the hug that I used to envelop mommy and I got up and took the cane.
" If I was to get 300 of this for you to feel better. I would gladly do so mom."
I saw her break a smile admist her tears. I smiled. She was feeling happier now, it seemed like she was crying tears of joy now. The same one I cried when Uncle Luther took us all to the pharmacy on an alleged excursion. I can still remember some drugs; tifuprofen, nacacetamol, and cough syrup.
" How many is three hundred? " she asked her eyelids were heavy with love. I could see it so clear.
I got back to answering her question. I was confused, why ask the question, did she think that it was too small?
" I mean 500." I placed my five fingers out to indicate five. I even counted it finger by finger
"100,200, 300,400, 500."
Mother laughed out and she held her tommy. I don't know what made her laugh but I am glad I wad doing what I wad doing.
" Ermmu Nancy, three hundred is hundred times three of us" Nathan pointed out.
"Ohhh..Hehe" I rubbed my head with my palm. A slight harmless mistake.
" come." My mom got up and held Nathan and I in one hand and Nelson in another. We were heading to the large sofa which could contain three of me sleeping straight. We sat down and mommy spoke.
"Not every man that seems like a potential daddy is a good person. Some have pure evil intentions. I just wanted you three to understand that. There could have been more ways to tell you that than attempting to cane my babies. She rubbed Nathan's head. I leaned forward so that I could get my share.
" I am sorry once again."
Mother is perfect, she really is. I want to be just like her.