My daughter

Ms X’s daughter cried today. She cried during the exam. Nobody could stop her from crying and hiding herself. Ms X did not have a clue on what she was supposed to do. That paper is very important and she can’t afford to see her daughter fail the paper. Ms X tried to persuade her, but she ignored that. Ms X had to seek help from the counselor. After much coaxing by the counselor, her daughter finally raised her head and began writing. Ms X felt really heart-broken as her daughter had promised her for numerous times that she would be a cheerful girl. After so much of disappointment, Ms X was still willing to believe that one day she will see a brand new daughter who will laugh louder than any other human on earth. She is still waiting, waiting for new hope to arise. She wanted to go through this with her daughter, so she made an unwise decision by telling her that if she refused to wake up, she would squat beside her until she lifted her head. Ms X knew that she shouldn’t and couldn’t do that. She felt sorry for her daughter. She just wanted to tell her daughter that if only she could squat beside her for a longer moment, she would not hesitate to do so. But if she was to do that, she wouldn’t know what would happen later. Ms X is still being very positive now and she strongly believes that she will see a difference in her daughter one day. She will wait; keep waiting regardless of how long it would take. She is not giving up her hope, as she believes that miracle will happen one day. Perhaps, it is not a miracle, it is just something which will eventually happen, and it is just a matter of time…