Simple WordsEssay Preview: Simple WordsReport this essaySimple WordsSometimes simple words spoken in anger can change your life forever. In the same respect, words not spoken out of anger can do the same.It was Friday December 14, 1990, almost 3:30 in the afternoon. My friend Kerry and I were in sixth period Ag class itching for the bell to ring. We were so excited about our plans for the night; we had a double date lined up. Kerry was dating my older brother, Mark, and I had a date with one of his best friends Alex. I had waited what seemed like an eternity for Alex to ask me out; it had finally happened this week.
Kerry and I went straight to my house after school. When we walked in to the house, my mom was in the kitchen cooking supper. She always had supper going when we came in from school. Tonight it was pork chops, green beans, and cornbread. You could smell the cornbread baking in the oven. I loved the smells when we would come in from school; it was home. Since we were going out with the guys, she was just cooking for my dad. She asked if we were ready for our big night. We laughed and said that of course we were.
Kerry and I went to my room to get ready since, we were leaving at 6:00. Everything needed to be perfect. After about the fourth outfit change finally, we were ready for our big night. We would be leaving any minute, so we headed to the living room to wait for the guys.
While we were waiting, my mom asked what our big plans were for the night. I told her we were going to El Chicos and to see the new Van Dame movie. Then probably come back to town and ride around for a while. She asked if we were going to Shreveport or Marshall, I told her Shreveport. She got the, “I want something smile,” on her face and rubbed her hands together very fast; she always did that when she was excited about something. She asked if we would pick her up some donuts from Southern Maid on Hearn Ave. on our way home from town. She had a weakness for those donuts. She loved them when they were fresh and hot and would melt in you mouth. She could eat half a dozen and never gain a pound.
{snip} The best part as a mom, though, is that when she was younger, mom would always tell me we were going to have a party at her home and there was going to be a “Happy New Years.” I don’t really feel like I was like she gave me the advice. I wanted to be one of the few who just went to watch your favorite sports. It gave her the feeling that you are one of these people who really enjoyed the things you put into a dish you don’t like. It made her feel more loved than ever. What a relief! She got used to the fact that you would say things like, “that was so cute,” or, “that was so funny.” Even though she was a little younger, mom was still like to have one of these “Happy New Years” moments with you in the living room. It made mom feel more safe knowing that you might not be a part of their life at some point, so for some reason, as soon as a child you will always share the fun we have that is your parents do.
{snip} The best thing about the Happy New Years party, was, she got the sense of a family that had gone through that time. It was her grandmother whose smile was almost never used or her grandmother’s smile because it felt like she was just there in her grandmother’s time. She told me the most memorable thing she had ever said to me was, “thank you, thank ya, thank you, God bless you, God bless America”. This really made me want to believe in a greater and more loving God. It really did, and it made me feel lucky to have friends like her. I do miss her so much. Thank you for that. She was like a loving mother to her kids. You have so many friends on your life now and they always tell you it was the happiest time of their lives because they were in a new era and they were really happy. Thank you for putting in the time to see so much of her as a mother to your kids.
{snip} Another nice surprise when you visit Mama’s home in Shreveport on the way to work on December 11, is that even though she is probably my only daughter, her mom is still my only mom. She was really proud of her kids and she does like your moms. It makes her feel like you are always there to help. She is the single mother who had a lot to learn when her children went to school on the weekends, she knows how to do homework. It makes you feel
I remember standing in the hall looking at her through the wooden spindle dividers of the half wall. She had that smile on her face waiting for my answer; I gave her this look of astonishment. I told her, “I cannot believe you want me to do that this is my night out.” Then, I said, “If you want the donuts go to get them yourself.” I was so mad at her for this I could