My Mother's Eyes の小説・ストーリー

Veronica turned to look at her mother and saw horror in her eyes. Nawala na ‘yung parang tigre na galit kanina. In an instant, tila ay naging maamo itong tupa at takot na daga sa harap ng binata. And this… this is the kind of her mother’s expression that she’s been longing to see. “N-nandito ka pala,” wika ng kanyang ina. Pansin niya ang kaba na nakakubli sa likod ng pilit nitong mga ngiti.

Nakita ko rin kung paano ang kanilang mga mapanuring mga mata na nagpalit-lipat sa amin at bakas sa mukha na naiintriga. "Next time don't worry about us. Don't drive alone anymore! We're traumatized by what's happening!" his Mother said. Hinalikan din ako sa pisngi ng Mommy niya pagkatapos kong magmano at magbigay ng galang sa kanila.

Nag-iwan iyon ng mapaklang pakiramdma sa akin kaya napaiwas ako ng mga mata. “You know that cliche line, anak? That ‘eyes don’t lie’?” she paused. “I believe that. I always do.” We fell into another pit of silence, my stomach lurching with this odd feeling that I quite couldn’t name. I don’t know what to feel right now. “Does he talk to you about himself?” Mom suddenly asked.

Jhonalyn's Point of View MY EYES focused on the large portrait in front of me. Nakatingala ako sa sobrang laki nito na nakabitin sa pader. It's a picture of me and my mother. Karga-karga ako nito sa bisig. Tumatawa kami ni Mommy, at puno ng pagmamahal ang mga mata niyang nakatingin sa akin.

Mariin niya ulit akong tiningnan mula ulo hanggang paa at pabalik, nanunuri ang kanyang mga mata. I gulped. Mabilis akong umikot at nagtago sa likod ni Yaya Dores. Nakakatakot ang mga mata niya! Mi-minsan kong sinulyapan ang babae at napagtantong, nakakatakot pala ang mga matang may kulay hazel brown? I was fascinated with different eye colors, but apart from her! I love my Mommy's mysterious, innocent, and profound brown eyes. Iyon ang namana ko sa kanya at hindi ang itim na mga mata ni Daddy.

she continued, her words a gentle caress, "and remember that I will always be with you, watching over you from above." "Embrace each moment, chase your dreams," she urged, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement, "and know that my love for you will never fade. "You are my greatest treasure," she concluded, her words a bittersweet melody, "and I am forever grateful for the gift of being your mother." With a final, loving gaze, the mother closed her eyes, her spirit at peace, leaving behind a legacy of love and a heart full of blessings for her cherished child.

The fair skin that ran through their family was one of her most defining traits, something Marcus had inherited without question. His brown eyes, a rich, deep hue, were the most obvious giveaway of his mother’s influence. Habang gaya nga ng kanya nang nabanggit, ang iba pa niyang mga katangian ay malinaw na nagmula at namana niya sa kanyang ama. Those eyes were undeniably hers. It was a small, personal connection that always made him feel closer to her, and in that moment, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought.

Ngunit puro kay Mom ang nakuha kong wangis, at may kakaiba sa akin na hindi ko mahanap sa features ng magulang ko. Ang mga mata ko. Silang lahat ay dark brown at black ang mata at medyo mabibilog ito. Samantalang ako ay chinito at kakaiba ang kulay ng mata ko. Kulay auburn ito. Ang matang ito rin ang dahilan ng pang-bu-bully sa akin, mukha raw akong may sakit sa mata. Iniiwasan ako dahil parang may sore eyes daw ako o kung minsan ay tinatawag akong adik dahil orange na may pagka-red ito. I get this pair of eyes to my biological father, kaya hindi talaga mapapansin na anak ako ni daddy at kapatid ko si kuya Clark.

Nakangiti ang mukha ni Mommy ang nakikita ko ngunit ang mga mata niya ay namumula, naluluha, nasasaktan. Natigilan ako. “Hi, Fiona. Siguro kapag napanood mo ‘to, baka wala na ako. Nakaalis na o kung nasaan mang lugar napadpad. Pero lagi mong tatandaan na mahal na mahal kita. Mahal na mahal kita…” Mommy tears burst unstop while saying those words repeatedly. My chest skipped a bit in pain while watching her. What is this recorded video all about? I was confused so I continued watching despite tears filling my eyes.

Anong nagawa ni mama para kamuhian siyang lubos ni papa? Sa aksidente kong nakalkal na album ay mukhang inlove naman si papa kay mama noon. How can I tell? The eyes, they never lie. How his eyes brighten when he looks at mama. Hindi ko ‘yon guni-guni. I think even the photographer who took the shot smiled when he captured them.