Kyla H.'s Memoir

No Mom

I ran through the back door of our South Carolina house, sweat stuck to my back

like glue. A cool breeze was thrown into my face as I opened the door.

I walked through the kitchen and flopped down on the couch in the living room.

Tomorrow was the day that I left my mom for a whole day. My parents expected me to

go on a plane with my dad only to go to Kansas while my mom drove. All this thinking

about going away from mom was making me breathe really hard. I heard footsteps come

down the stairs. My mom and dad appeared from around the corner.

“ Dad what are you doing home so early?” I asked in my little three year old

voice.

“ I was packing for our trip,” he answered.

I hated how he said our trip. I loved my dad I really did, I guess I was just scared

about going away from my mom.

Later, when I was in bed I found myself crying, before long I was asleep. I didn’t

want morning to come, I wish it would stay night forever. But of course that could never

happen because all of a sudden I was sitting up in bed and the smell of waffles filled my

nose. I stomped down stairs and saw mom running all over the house, dad fixing waffles,

and a huge pile of waffles sitting on the table addressed to me. I sat down at the table and

shoved as many waffles as I could into my mouth. As soon as I swallowed mom walked

over to me and said, “ Now remember Kyla I will be at the airport when you get off the

plane to pick you up, and please try to have fun,”

“ I will try,” I answered.

She kissed me on the head and left. Soon after she left dad and I set off on our

journey. We hopped in the car and drove to the airport. Only 20 minutes had gone by

before we arrived. As we got our luggage out of the car, dad asked, “ Do you know how

to read?”

I shook my head. We walked right into a gift shop and bought books for me to

read the were called Frog and Toad. Dad check his watch and gasped.

“ Our flight leaves in 5 minutes!” he yelled.

We paid for the books and took off running through the airport. I couldn’t help

think if mom was missing me as much as I missed her. When we arrived our plane was

boarding, so we grabbed our tickets and got on the plane. Dad let me have the window

seat so that made me happy. Soon the plane took off I loved to feeling my stomach

leaped as it left the ground. As soon as the seat belt sign went off dad began his lesson.

It was a struggle at first, but before the plane landed and because I am a quick learner I

was able to read the books in no time. Suddenly there was a huge thud. The plane had

already landed. About 20 minutes later we had our luggage and then we skipped outside.

When we got outside a car pulled up and mom got out.

“ Mommy!” I yelled and ran into her open arms.

“ Did you have fun,” she asked.

“ Oh yes, mom, I had lots of fun,” I answered.

“ Daddy taught me how to read,” I exclaimed.

Mom and dad exchanged glances.


At that moment I realized that my parents only made me suffer for a whole day

without seeing my mom for my own good. That way I would be able to suffer the

consequences that I was given later in life.