An Unforgettable Memory

The silence was so dense and cogent I could almost feel it yet it was always like that between me and dad. He had told me to go market obtain with him because we had come backward by and by the summer vacation and there was no proper and edible marketplace at home, so we were headed to the local store. Dad was really sick and wishy-washy after the flight back from our homeland so I do myself do all the shopping quickly so that he wouldnt have to tire himself. And whenever I am in a rush, I become embarrassingly clumsy, bumping into this and that, and you see things flying here and there but of course its unintentionalBut I,surprisingly, managed to get all the things that were on the shopping list so after I filled the shopping trolley I pushed it to the counter and as I was emptying the confine of the trolley I pushed it to the counter and as I was emptying the contents of the trolley and oh just my luck, thats exactly when the cream cheese nut jar decided to take a roll down the trolley and smash itself into pieces onto the ditch. I wasnt scared of anything like if the cashier would cast up some fine or anything.My dad naturally possesses a gilded voice but it was further enhanced because he is diabetic, which gives a tender high tone. So he started screaming impulsively and loudly in front of everyone at me how I was always in a hurry, how I can never get things right, how I always made a mess, how I am never careful enough and it went on and on. I was so ashamed and humiliated at myself for not being much careful and I was filled with disgust for myself as I readiness down to pick up the broken pieces of glass on the floor and hand it to the cashier who put it in a grocery bag. plot of land I was giving it to him, my fingers were painted with blood which had bled out as I picked the pieces but I didnt notice the physical pain for it was postal code compared to my emotional tornado. Yes, you have every right to think that Im over-sensitive, emotional, and a hormone-crazed teenager with extreme mood swings. But when the cashier asked me, Did it disadvantage? I was so deeply touched and moved by this childly act that it made me swallow my tears and tell him a worn out no.This cashier whom I have probably never talked to in my breeding before could make such a big inequality with such a simple but kind and touching deed. I had no idea that sometimes kindness strangers are the garnishing in life we need so that we can digest the master(prenominal) course. And as for the main course, he didnt even bother turning and looking back at me and continued walking to the car and I took all the grocery bags to the car and we continued in our silence.