My mother is a doctor. Although her job is hard, she always loves her job because she gets to take care of and save many people.
In my whole class and my whole neighborhood, my mother was the only doctor. This made my neighbors and classmates jealous.
Every time a friend has a stomachache while studying at school, a headache due to sunstroke or sore throat, or a fever, they wish: "I wish my mother was a doctor like your mother. How wonderful it would be for you. You are so lucky, you don't have to worry about being sick, there is always a doctor at home to take care of you." Every time I met Ms. Loan at the alley entrance, I often heard her praise: "In this neighborhood, Oanh's family is the best, when you are sick, you have a family doctor to take care of you." I just smiled because only my family knew about the hardships of my mother, my father and I.
Lan did not want to become a doctor like her mother. She said that if she studied medicine, she would "lose all her youth". When she was about to enter university, the Covid-19 epidemic broke out and her mother had to be away from home for several months. Her mother was a member of the frontline force against the epidemic, so her mother could not care about everything at home, her studies, and her exams. Lan chose to study journalism so that she could freely move around. Her mother did not like her to pursue that career because she thought that being a journalist was hard for her daughter, here today, gone tomorrow. Lan said that her mother was the one who had to work hard because she had to stay up all night at the hospital, had to interact with patients, and the job involved human life was very stressful. My father was in the middle, so he stopped the argument between my mother and my sister with a sentence that I will always remember: "There are no easy jobs now, so you can learn whatever job you like." My father respected Lan's interests very much and fully supported her choice.
That day, when my mother returned from the fight against the epidemic, she had received the university acceptance letter that she dreamed of. My mother turned to me and gave me guidance: "Try to follow my career, my child! Treating illnesses and saving people is a very noble job." Hearing my mother say that, I did not understand what a noble job was. At that time, I was still young and naive, only wanting to learn English to study abroad and visit many places in the world. Seeing my mother working hard and busy day and night taking care of patients, I did not want to follow in her footsteps.
- Hello! Oanh! Grandma fell off her electric bike. Tell your dad to go to the hospital with her.
Hearing my grandmother's voice on the phone, I trembled. I stammered:
- Grandma! Grandma… are you okay? Grandma wait… wait for me a moment!
I dialed my mother. The phone rang for a long time but she didn't pick up. I called my father. He answered immediately:
- Listen, daughter! What's the matter?
- Dad, Dad! Grandma fell off her bike. Can you go to the hospital to see if she's okay? Let me go in to see her!
- Okay, you stay home! I'll go to the hospital first to see how grandma is.
When Lan heard that her grandmother had broken her leg, she called to ask about her and encourage her. She promised to visit her this weekend. Her voice was very sweet:
- Grandma! Try to eat well and sleep well! I'll come visit you this weekend. I'll find out who hit you with the car.
Her wrinkled face relaxed:
- You just got a little rough. Don't make them pay, my child! It was just bad luck.
I followed my father to the hospital to bring her lunch. She praised the food I cooked. At that time, after finishing work in the operating room, my mother ran to her room. She checked her leg and told her to take her medicine on time. My mother ran back and forth, and whenever she had a break, she would come over to help her clean up, change her clothes, eat, etc. Her skillful hands helped her reduce her pain. She recovered quickly and was soon discharged from the hospital.
Looking at my mother in her white blouse, I feel proud of the work she does every day. Even though we cannot follow in her footsteps, my sisters and I will always admire and be grateful to her, and to other brave women who choose the profession of “saving lives” like her.
Vuong Lam Oanh, class 9C, Nguyen Trai Secondary School, Nam Sach