365 Writing Prompts : Mad as a hatter

Tell us about the time you flew into a rage. What is it that made you so incredibly angry?

My mom loved collecting, attractive glasses and china. When I was in the university in Dhaka I found a crockery store, they had the most beautiful china and glasses.

I bought a few glasses and china for my mom from that store, my mom was so happy to see them ,I thought it was the best thing I did to put a smile on my mother’s face.

Mom had a china cabinet, she proudly put the china ware I gave her. I went back to school and planned to buy some more, mom would have a nice collection I felt.

When I went home to Comilla the first thing I noticed was my mom’s china cabinet was empty, I was disappointed I asked my mother about the china, she told me my good for nothing brother flew into a rage one day and broke every single piece I bought. He was angry because my mom could not give him the money to watch a movie.

I was upset,not only he broke my mother’s heart by breaking the china, he could not control his stupid temper, he broke everything he could, I’m telling you he is so useless, he did not study, he never worked and has this evil habit of watching movies and smoking, two awful habits, mom had to pay for or else his temper would rise to a maximum, I wish he left home and never came back!

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DP Daily Prompt: Unsafe Containers

pad2014-s.png (308×60) Which emotion(s)– joy, envy, rage, pity,or something else — do you find to be the hardest to contain?

Any of these emotions can be hard to contain, but frankly the one I find difficult to contain is rage.

My older daughter once told me that a group of boys cornered my younger daughter during recess and bashed her head against the wall. My younger one did not tell me anything about this incident, it was when my older one was passing by she saw it.

I could not believe that grade one kids could be this horrible, I was a teacher at that time. I got the name of the leader of the group,without wasting time I went to his classroom, they had a substitute that day, I went to the door and asked the teacher to let me talk to the boy. I’m sure he knew why I was there, slowly he came to the door where I was waiting, I asked him if his name was …  he said yes, I warned him that if he ever touched my daughter I’d make sure he’d never do it again!

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