“It was like spraying water onto a blanket-clad child.
Fretting that she might have a hard time, I stinted on water for myself and sprinkled it on her.
But the cotton blanket absorbed the water and weighed her down.
How painful it must have been for her tiny shoulders to bear such weight!
Yet I did not even know this and kept spraying.
The blanket loved for its dryness and softness became an abominable object.
The mother suffered because of her thirst.
The child suffered because of her heavy shoulders.
I will give you the piano for free. Do not touch your fund. And do not tie your life to your child’s. The burden will snuff out his life.
A mother should not turn a child’s dream into a nightmare.”
Soju in a Wine Glass The Drama
4 thoughts on “Beethoven is a Blanket”
I loved Page Turner! It was amazing how it turned out to be such a heartwarming story in the end ❤ It was fulfilling, despite a tinge of sadness.
🙂 All the best on your hiatus! See you around ❤