Last weekend I watched Chinese Takeaway, a movie set in Argentina, about a lonely man who is obsessed with bizarre news of ways people have died and collects newspaper clippings of them. One day he witnesses a young Chinese man who is new in the country being robbed. I don’t want to give away more but it’s a great movie, funny at times and heartwarming at the end. While watching the movie listening to him tell some of those bizarre stories, I remembered one my mother told me.
The story is about a grandmother living with her son and his family. She had a 2-year-old grandson who was a very naughty kid. The kind of kid who wouldn’t rest even for a second. The grandmother would often exclaim that she doesn’t understand how the little boy doesn’t get tired. ‘‘He’s up and running from the minute he wakes up and doesn’t stop until he’s forced to sleep at night.’’ She didn’t understand how someone could have so much energy. So one day, she decided she’s going to follow the little kid all day so as to find out how does the little boy not get tired. She said she will do exactly, to her best ability, whatever the kid does. Everyone around her discouraged her, telling her she’s lost her mind and that she’s old and thus doesn’t have the same energy level as the kid. Nevertheless, the grandmother was adamant to find out. On the day, the grandmother did as she had said. She followed the kid everywhere. Sat whenever he sat to play, tried to run whenever he did, ate whenever he did and so on. By the end of the day, the grandmother was so exhausted she went to bed earlier than usual. The next morning, her son went to check on her because she didn’t wake up at her usual early morning hour, only to find out she had passed away.
The story is about a grandmother living with her son and his family. She had a 2-year-old grandson who was a very naughty kid. The kind of kid who wouldn’t rest even for a second. The grandmother would often exclaim that she doesn’t understand how the little boy doesn’t get tired. ‘‘He’s up and running from the minute he wakes up and doesn’t stop until he’s forced to sleep at night.’’ She didn’t understand how someone could have so much energy. So one day, she decided she’s going to follow the little kid all day so as to find out how does the little boy not get tired. She said she will do exactly, to her best ability, whatever the kid does. Everyone around her discouraged her, telling her she’s lost her mind and that she’s old and thus doesn’t have the same energy level as the kid. Nevertheless, the grandmother was adamant to find out. On the day, the grandmother did as she had said. She followed the kid everywhere. Sat whenever he sat to play, tried to run whenever he did, ate whenever he did and so on. By the end of the day, the grandmother was so exhausted she went to bed earlier than usual. The next morning, her son went to check on her because she didn’t wake up at her usual early morning hour, only to find out she had passed away.
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