Clara Lam "…with her Sailor Scouts to help fight, she is the one named Sailor Moon, she is the one named Sailor Moon, she is the one, Sailor Moon!" It's time to watch Sailor Moon! My favorite cartoon. From the dinner table, I slowly rush to the big couch with a bowl in my hand. I am excited to know what enemies will the Sailor Scouts defeat this time. As I watch, I munch on the gold fish crackers in my plastic Mickey Mouse bowl. Minutes later, I hear a loud cry from far away. I don't know where it came from and the show is too exciting for me to walk away. But now the cry is even louder and clearer. OH! It's my baby sister crying! I throw my bowl aside right away and run to my room in my bare feet. When I get to the room, her cry seems much louder than before. It is so loud that I think I am going deaf. Her face is all red, eyes tightly closed, mouth wide open, and her tongue is shaking. Mommy is not here yet, and as a big sister, I just know exactly what I need to do. And I need to show mom that I can do it. I carefully open the lock on the side of the crib so that I can slide it down. Then, I tip toe and reach out my arms to the crying baby. Mommy once told me that babies are not strong enough to hold up their necks, so when we carry babies, one hand must be under their neck to support it. I slip my left hand under the back of my sister's neck and my other hand around her lower back. Her cry fades a little. And "One, two, three," I use my full strength to lift her up because she is very fat and heavy. UH OH! Too much! My sister's chubby body hits me like a ball and both of us fall on the floor with a big THUMP! OUCH! My back and my hand hurt. My sister's head is lying on my palm. Now, she is crying louder than ever! I'm very scared. My body begins to shake and I try to shush her up. "SHHH!!" And now, I hear my mom's footsteps rushing from the living room. I hear the flopping sound of my mommy's slippers getting louder and closer. Quickly, I try to pick up my sister again so mom won't find out we fell. But as I am trying to get up from the floor, mom is right in front of me already. At once, I grow frighten and tears start to slide down my face. I am scared that mom will yell at me. Without speaking, mommy reaches out her arms towards me and takes my sister. Mommy starts to sing a baby tune and my sister falls back to sleep. I am still standing here wiping the falling tears and then mommy whispers to me, "Are you alright?" And I nod my head.
Thoughts about Music: Music Uncomfortable
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