Such a story for those who, to this day, think that “I AM A MOTHER” are true women.
This is the kind of case I had to listen to. The daughter of an acquaintance of mine came to visit last year and started telling me how her classmate bought an apartment in a nice apartment complex, quite a small studio, but nonetheless. She had a car at the age of 21, not bad at all.
And here she tells how her friend brought her sister, who had just had a baby, and he was just a baby, wrapped in a blanket. The father of the baby had gone on a bender, and he didn’t want his mother or his son. He left them when her sister was six months pregnant and didn’t even ask what happened to his child or how he was doing. He was not interested in anything, but her sister stayed with the baby and now she is going to get at least some alimony from him and prove paternity.
She began to live with the baby in her sister’s apartment. She didn’t leave her, of course. But as everything began to build up just terribly and her sister finally became crazy about the child, she turned into the very real “I AM THE MOTHER!” and even at that moment when by some miracle Anna met a wonderful man, and the child meanwhile grew up and stayed with Alina, her older sister, who watched over him while she went out on dates and tried to find him a new daddy.
Naturally, the child began to grow up and take it all in stride. The boy grew up completely spoiled and treated everyone as if they owed him. That’s why everything was incredibly difficult. And one day he started snapping and hurting everyone around him, calling him names and stuff like that.
That’s when it happened, when my grandmother came to visit her family, he yelled out at her: “Get out of here, you old nag!” That’s when everyone realized that the boy clearly lacked a man’s upbringing…
