Sunday, July 12, 2015

Visit My Parents on Weekend.

I woke up in the early morning at 5:30am. I was walking around Camko City area about 3 kilometers long for my exercise. Then, I continued to walk to Tuol Kork antenna restaurant for my breakfast.

I had Chinese noodle with the black ice coffee. The taste of food is good so that I ordered five more packages for my parents' breakfast because today is Sunday; therefore, I have enough time to bring meals for them from Tuol Kork to Psar Deyhouy where is my younger sister's home (my parents are living with my sister).

When I arrived there, I rang the bell to give the signal sound to my nieces to open the door. I saw my father was sitting on the wooden bed and my mother was washing the disks. In fact my sister asked her not to do the housework, but she still does it.

I told one of my nieces to bring a portrait to keep the five packages of Chinese noodles, and I kneed down to offer food to them. They wish me good luck and healthy. Then I rose my both hands to respect them.

I think that my younger brothers, younger sister, and I are lucky to have chance to take care our parents. Some of people who are willing to do as like as me, but they have no chance because their gods were
passed away.

They were happy to see me to visit them because they would like to talk about this about that with me. The favorite of my father is general situation (local and international news) because he was one of the Cambodian government members during King Sihanouk and Lon Nol era.

I was sitting to see them having Chinese noodle, and I also asked them about taste of it. They said it was good. I was so happy, and I am going to buy it next time for them.

When my parents finished breakfast, my mother told me that today is the birthday of my niece, Meng Ratana Tevy. She added that my sister, mother of my niece, will bring her children a supper market for Tevy's birthday. Then I left my sister's home to go to Brown Coffee at TK supper market to have a cup of coffee and wrote some lines about my diary on my website.


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