Thank You, M'am

   
            My mom was pressuring me, she desperately wanted a new shelf. I promised my mom I would build a new shelf for her only if I get to capture some insects and keep it in our house. I was walking along the side walk looking for some materials and I saw a very large log covered in mosses. The log seemed rather frail, so I decided to not use the log. I kept looking for it until I came up to these bamboo trees next to the lake. The tree barks were in great condition and seemed presentable as my material for the shelf. I decided to carry all the bamboos back, there were rather many of them. I started building the shelf with my dad in the garage. It did not take long, it was fun and it made my dad and I bond. When I finished the deed, my mom promised me I could capture some insects and keep it in the house. As I was capturing it, I saw the many trapped butterflies and bugs in the bag I’ve brought and decided to release all of them. No one should be trapped and forced to go somewhere else. I can somehow understand the pain. I went back home later with my hands empty. Few years later, the bamboo shelf my dad and I built were not frequently used. The barren bamboo shelf was put away somewhere in the attic, never seen again. I would never ever build something for my mom again.