I have the meanest mother in the world. I had to eat breakfast everyday and take homemade sandwitches to school. I had to eat dinner at the table and eat all my vegetables. I had to finish my homework before dinner, stay at the table until everyone had finished, say "please" and "thank you" and use the names of the people I was addressing. I had to wash and dry dishes, make my own bed and even keep my room tidy. On Sunday, I had to go to Sunday school, read books and play board games with my siblings. And who do I thank for this? My mean mother. Happy Mother's Day to all the mean mothers who set a standard of behaviour and a pattern for living. Courtesy: My 'mean' mother written by Judith Bond, Glen Alpine, NSW. Appeared in "Letters to Editors", The Weekend Australian Newspaper, 13th May 2006
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