A memorable event in my life.
I once got lost in a huge traditional market when I was merely four.
I remember that I happily went to the crowded market with Mom by motorbike. We went to a fish stall, which was surrounded with a large number of people.
“Stay here. Don’t go away, or you’ll be missing.” Mom spoke in a grave tone seriously. Then I saw her squeeze through the crowd. At first, I could still see her in a distance. The hasty people, however, hustled me out of the crowd. Feeling scared, I decided to look for her and walked into the crowd. But the market was so big that it was just like a maze. I made a detour with so much toil.
Suddenly, a woman in red caught my eye, and her brown curly hair looked just like my mom. “Mommy, I am here, wait for me!” No matter how hard I cried, she just ignored me. In despair, I understood that it was not my mom. Luckily, I found the way to my mom’s motorbike. I exerted all my strength to cry until I finally saw my anxious mom. I couldn’t help but cry louder.
The last thing I remember is she held me in her arms to tight that I could scarcely breathe. From the lesson, I learned that we should always keep little child in sight when you are in a large crowd. 50836蕭行雅