Going for a Walk
We went for a walk in the field; my mother, my wife and my son.
Initially, my mother was not keen to come out. She was old and not in good heath. She felt exhausted with long walks. I said to her: “You need to walk more because of that.” She nodded with belief, and went to get her coat. Nowadays, my mother listened to me, just like I listened to her when I was a child.
It was an early spring. The open country, with big pieces and small pieces of farmland, was covered in green. Some pieces were heavy and others light. Tender leaves on the trees were getting thick; winter water in the fields started glistening. All of these reminded people of one thing – Life.
My mother and I walked in the front, followed by my wife and son. All of a sudden, my son shouted: ”In the front are mother and son; at the back are also mother and son.” We all laughed.
Later on, we had a decision to make. My mother wanted to get on the main road since it was flat. My son, however, wanted to take the track because it was fun. In the end, they would all look to me for a decision. Mother was old; she had become used to listening to her strong son. My son was still small and he would go with his big Daddy’s suggestion. My wife, as usual, always agreed with me when we were out. Instantly, I felt a strong sense of responsibility. I wanted to satisfy both sides but there was no way to do so. Then, I wanted to split the group into two and each could choose what they wanted. But we could not agree on that. On second thought I decided to let my son make the compromise. I would have a much longer time to be with him in the future. I said: “Let’s take the main road.” But my mother had changed her mind by the time I said so. She rubbed my son’s little head and said: “Let’s take the track.”
She looked into the direction of the track; there was an expanse of golden rape flowers; along the track, two parallel rows of white mulberry. At the far end was a pond with clear ripples. “ Carry me if we come across anywhere I can’t walk pass.” My mother said to me.
In the sun, we headed towards the golden rape flowers, the white mulberry and the pond. We came to a place where I knelt down to carry my mother on my back. My wife also knelt down and carried my son. Steadily and slowly, my wife and I walked with great care, as if we were carrying the entire world.