Daughters And Sons

From the book: (my parents had) looked after me for eighteen years, given me food every single day—three or four times a day—and they’d still worried that the food might not be delicious enough for me. They’d given me both clothes and shelter. They’d taken me to a doctor when I was sick, and when I was ill they’d seemed Daughters and sons 7 to suffer more than I did. Why was I never impressed with that? I suddenly felt that I’d been shamefully unjust. I realized how much I’d taken them for granted. At that moment, it was as if a dam burst. Many examples of my parents’ boon khoon, their generosity and kindness, came to my mind, so overwhelming, so impressive. That was the beginning of my gratitude toward my parents.