Beautiful Mind and Touching Words

My first eight-year-old son is easily frightened. When he went to the bathroom or needed water to drink at night, he had to wake me or my husband up. One day, however, he woke up at dawn and went to the bathroom alone. I wondered how he could do that, so I pictured his movements, giving my ear to the sound. Soon, he closed the door of the bathroom.

‘Oh? Is he not my son?’

Puzzled, I got up and went to the living room. It was him who came out of the bathroom.

“Sol! How come you closed the door? Were you not scared?”

“I closed it because I didn’t want to wake up my family with the sound of flushing.”

I was touched by his words. Putting him to bed, I hugged him and whispered to him that I was impressed with his consideration for others.

One evening, I was cleaning the kitchen after dinner. My second son, just as usual, was waiting for me to finish my work. He is five years old and sleeps with me when I complete the housework. He must have been tired a lot that day; he asked me several times, “Mom, are you going to sleep after that?” So I told him to go to bed first. But he insisted that he would wait for me. As he was bored with waiting, he came to me.

“Mom, you must be tired. I wish you had a helping machine. Then I can go to bed early with you.”

I was happy with his cute imagination and proud of him for thinking that his mom would be tired from house chores.

The first son is considerate of our family, and the second son fathoms his mom’s hard work. Through my children, I learned how beautiful it is to think of others. I, too, will have a beautiful mind and consider others that I can move them with warm words.