You can't cry in front of the baby.
It is said that giving a cheap name to a child is easy to support. I am not a superstitious person, but in the face of the child, I am willing to believe any lucky story. I named my son Elaeagnus angustifolia. Elaeagnus angustifolia trees are everywhere in the regiment. No matter how poor the land is, it can grow strongly. I hope my son is like Elaeagnus angustifolia, stubborn and tenacious.
I still remember clearly that Saturday, April 9, 1983. The wind in early spring is slightly cold, and the grass in the forest can't wait to poke its head out. There is good sunshine on that day, and everything is full of hope. I work in the fields to prepare for spring ploughing.
I was thinking about the funny things about Elaeagnus angustifolia trees, when a man ran to me from afar and shouted, "something's wrong!" Something happened to Elaeagnus angustifolia! My heart was suddenly tight, and the man ran up to me, gasping for breath and told me: Elaeagnus angustifolia tree was hit by high voltage, go to the hospital to see. I sat on the ground as if I had been struck by lightning. When I realized that I ran madly to the place where the accident happened, I burst out like a spring of tears. when my Elaeagnus angustifolia tree arrived at the hospital, my husband was already in front of the hospital bed, his eyes were red. Elaeagnus angustifolia tree lay on the sickbed, tightly closed eyes, motionless, the doctor's face wrote regret, I clutched my chest, forced to press the heartbeat, told myself: Elaeagnus angustifolia tree will be nothing. No, it won't. The doctor told us that the child's arms needed to be amputated, and I froze: amputated arms? No way? You must have made a mistake! I jumped up to hold the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree, I do not believe, my Elaeagnus angustifolia tree is smart and lovely, healthy and lively, even if there is something wrong with his arm, it is impossible to amputate his arms. I don't believe it. I'm going to Urumqi to check! Go to Beijing to check!
On the third day, my husband and wife had a meeting with the doctor. The doctor said that the arms of the sand jujube tree had rotted and should be removed as soon as possible, otherwise it would infect other parts. After signing the operation agreement, I fainted. On the sixth day of the operation, when the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree was pushed into the operating room, my tears welled up again, and my husband choked up and said, when the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree wakes up, we should laugh and not cry in front of the children. I held my husband's hand tightly and cried bitterly. I felt as if the blood in my body had been drained. My heart was like a piece of broken glass. It was stinging and painful. If I could exchange it, I would like to exchange my arms for my child. How can he eat without his arms? How do you hold my hand? How to pet his beloved puppy? Tears flow crazily on my face. I don't know what else to do except crying. He is not yet four years old, and his life has just begun. Is that it? Is all this true?
The moment Elaeagnus angustifolia opened its eyes, my husband and I quickly wiped away our tears. He had no strong awareness of his empty shoulders. He asked the doctor curiously, "Uncle, have you pulled out my arm?" The doctor said: yes, your arm is gone, will you be afraid? Elaeagnus angustifolia tree neck: not afraid. The teacher said that if the tooth falls out, it will grow back, and my arm will grow back again. The ward suddenly quieted down, and my heart was like a knife, as if someone was pulling and cutting one by one with a knife.
The doctor said that now the child is still young and has no sense of behavior, so if you want to strengthen the child's foot practice in early childhood, if you don't have arms, you have to use your feet. I secretly swear: Elaeagnus angustifolia, mother will let you grow up like a normal child!
On April 22, it was Elaeagnus angustifolia's fourth birthday. My husband learned that a film called "Dianzi" would be shown at the open-air cinema, saying that it was especially suitable for Elaeagnus angustifolia. Elaeagnus angustifolia saw the movie for the first time and cheered all the way.
The movie is very moving: Dianzi is born with a congenital disability and was born without arms. After taking a look at his daughter, the father mercilessly abandoned their mother and daughter and never returned. Dianzi's mother shouldered the burden of raising her daughter on her own, forcing her to do what normal children do. Dianzi learned to wash her face with her feet, rinse her teeth, dress, fasten her buttons, comb her hair, cook, and write with her feet. She was admitted to college and learned to swim.
We asked Elaeagnus angustifolia tree, can you be like Dianzi sister? Elaeagnus angustifolia gave a firm answer. I was inspired by this film. What Dianzi's mother can do, I can do the same! I will also cultivate Elaeagnus angustifolia trees into children like Dianzi.
When we got home, we started foot training for the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree: my husband bought a lot of chalk and let the tree hold it on his toes and write numbers and letters on the tin fire wall. at first, he always could not hold the chalk, and the numbers he wrote were askew. His head was tired and sweaty when his feet were raised for a while. Sometimes I would catch him lazy, scold him, he smiled mischievously, and naively said to me: mom, wait for my arm to grow out. I have to write by hand.
Why hasn't my arm grown back yet?
When Elaeagnus angustifolia was five years old, he could pick up a lot of things with his feet, flipped through cartoon books flexibly with his feet, and learned to open the door with his mouth to bite the key. The proper writing of Pinyin Chinese characters, the brick floor at home, and the fire wall were his exercise books. He still loves to laugh, he likes and looks forward to spring, he said: mom, spring trees sprout, my arm will sprout, right? Occasionally he would be sad: mom, why hasn't my arm grown back yet? Do you have to wait for the next spring? Every time he asked questions, it made my heart ache and hurt again. One evening, when I came back from work in the field, I saw the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree leaning against the adobe wall, and the twilight glow hit him. I went up to him, and he looked at me with tears in his eyes: mom, my arm will never grow back again, will it? I was stupefied for a moment, I want to continue to lie to him, but one day he will grow up, he will understand all this, he has to learn to accept and face reality. I said: yes. It won't grow back anymore. But now your feet are so bad that the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree burst into tears. He bumped into my arms and bit and kicked. He said, "Mom, you go to the hospital and get my arm back. I will obey and never make you and Dad angry again." take my arm back. I felt very cold that evening. We sat under the old Elaeagnus angustifolia tree in front of the door, snuggling tightly, and our tears kept flowing.
Early the next morning, Elaeagnus angustifolia was clamoring to get up, so I had to dress him. He stood by the fire wall, opened the chalk box with his feet, took out a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the fire wall without saying a word. Again and again, my heart pulled up and walked behind him. I said: Elaeagnus angustifolia, Mom and Dad love you, do you know? He told me: yes, my tears are really many ah, I cried to tell him: Elaeagnus angustifolia, no matter what Mom and Dad do to you in the future, you know, we all love you. He said: yes. My child answered everything, but didn't look back at me. I was so sad that I didn't know what to do. I changed the topic and asked him: do you love Mom and Dad? This time he turned his head and said clearly: love.
You have to go your own way.
Sand jujube tree reached the age of primary school, I took him to school to report, the headmaster said politely, your home is two kilometers to school, even healthy children go to school parents will not rest assured, let alone no arms, it is not convenient to defecate at school without hands, even the book can not take me quietly begged the headmaster: take him, I can send him to school and pick him up from school. He is very smart. I put a book I specially brought on the ground: turn the Elaeagnus angustifolia tree to the headmaster. Sand jujube tree took off his right shoe and opened the book page by page. Finally, he picked up a small stone with his toes and wrote on the ground. "Let me go to school," he said while writing. "my feet are awesome." Elaeagnus angustifolia's flexible feet impressed all the teachers present, and he successfully reported for school. To my relief and pride, Elaeagnus angustifolia has always been at the top of the class.
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