My Mommy, my strength

Happy birthday Mikha! Come on dear, make a wish and blow your cake! Mommy
said excitedly. What is it for this year Miks? I paused for a while recalling the past
birthdays that I have. Its my eight birthday and every year, Mommy didnt fail to provide
me, a simple party at home.
I smiled and paused, as I was thinking of the best wish, my thoughts ran on the
events of the previous years.
I am a Grade 4 student now at St. Dominic School of Kalibo. I recall that never an
occasion at school that mommy missed. Shes busy right, our parents are busy. But she
makes it a point to be there especially during quiz bee contests.
Okay, Mikhaela and Aliana will vie for the top spot. Please prepare for the clincher
round. The first one to provide the correct answer will be the winner, announced by
teacher Rhoda.
My hands are sweating, I felt excited but at the same time I worry, Aliana is a
tough competitor, she is good in Science too, and I wanted to be first. I gazed outside
and searched for my mommy, since parents are not allowed at the contest area, parents
are watching and cheering us outside. There I met my mommys eyes, she is smiling, I
read her lips saying, I am so proud of you Mikha! She even gave me a thumbs up sign.!
Oh what a relief seeing here there.
What do you call the female part of the flower? Go!, said teacher Rhoda.
I hurriedly write the correct answer on my whiteboard and raised it as fast as I
could.
Okay, we now have a winner. First place for Science Quiz bee is Mikhaela Cruz,
announced teacher Rhoda. Congratulations Mikha!
Thank you teacher, I responded happily and searched for my mother. I can see
mother jump with joy! And I am filled with so much happiness seeing her happy.
Mommy, please dont forget your lunch treat for my winnings, reminding
mommy.
Of course dear, Mommy is so proud of you. I will let you eat wherever you like.
Shall we go to McDo? Jollibee? Mang Inasal? And left the school happily.
That night, mother put me to bed, reminded me to pray to thank God for all the
blessings and ask for guidance. After saying our prayers, she kissed me on the forehead
and said goodnight. She seemed tired of her day at school, shes an instructor, teaching
big kids in college. She fell fast asleep. I turned my body facing her and watched her,
looking at her, I wondered how strong she can be. Shes my mommy, preparing my stuf

and even teaching me, while she teaches big kids too, shes even studying in a far-away
school. I wonder if she gets tired doing all those stuf? She might be a super mommy!
Then I must be super Mikay! I giggle with those sweet thoughts. Strapping my arms in
her waist, I felt being carried to a beautiful place. But then, I was suddenly awakened by
violent shrugs in my shoulder.
Mikha, Mikha, wake up! Lolo shook me so hard that I almost cry in pain.
Lolo, what is it? You are hurting me. I answered in an irritable and almost crying
way.
Come on, dress up, hurry. We are going to the hospital. He said, worriedly and
almost crying.
Why lolo? Whats wrong? Isnt it too early to be out? Wheres mommy? Its 10 p.m.
she should be home by now.
Youre mommy is in the hospital, she got hit by a car going home.
What? No!!!! My hands were trembling as I reach out for my clothes. I could feel
the drumming of my heartbeats. And we hurried to the Mission Hospital.
At the hospital, I can see lola, crying endlessly, seeing me, she hugged me tightly
and said, Mikha, your mommy. Shes unconscious. I have always told her to be careful.
Please pray to God to make her okay. (huhuhuhuhu)
I hugged her back tightly and in a shaky voice, I said, Can I see mommy please?
Tears are welling in my eyes.
No, iha, Said the nurse. Shes being given first aid now at the emergency room.
Please stay here outside and we will call you if we need anything.
No!!!! I need my mommy! I need to be there and talk to her. I shouted and cried at
the same time.
Okay, but for just a few minutes. She is still unconscious but please dont worry we
are doing our best. The doctor is on her way now.
The nurse led me to the emergency room and there I knelt beside my mommy. She
seemed like sleeping but shes covered in blood. Lots of blood!. I felt scared. It seems my
young world is shaken; my little heart is in pain seeing my dear mommy in such a
condition.
Mommy! Please dont leave me. I cannot do it without you. Please mommy, I love you so
much. I dont need a Father, only you mommy is enough. You are my life and my
strength. So please hold on Mommy. The doctor is here now. Please dear God, dont let
my Mommy die. Shes the only parent I have. I cried as though my eyes are dried up, but
tears fall endlessly.

Then I felt a soft hand touching me, Mikha, whats wrong dear? Why are you crying
in your sleep?! Did you had a nightmare? Mommy said worriedly. Kissing my forehead, I
can feel her warmness. She also smells nice.
Momentarily, I cannot answer her, instead, tears keep rolling down my eyes. Thank
God! Its only a bad dream! And I hugged mommy so tight.
Ahmm, wait Mikha, Mommy cant breathe. Whats wrong with you dear?
Yes, my mommy is a single mother. But never have I felt, I am lacking. I have my
lolo, lola, tita and everyone who loves me dearly. They have poured me so much love
and afection.
I hold no anger towards my Father, but someday, I am looking forward in talking to him
and say, look Father, here I am, I have been strong even without you.
I am thankful to God, I have my mommy. My Mommy, my strength.