As I sat down to face my mom, I sensed she was unhappy about something. “Joe, I am disappointed in you.Your writing scores are terribly low.You need to work on this. I have bought a diary for you. I want you to write a journal at the end of everyday. It doesn’t matter what you write about but I want you to write something each day.”
“Phew! this doesn’t look very tough” I thought
And my mother walked out of the room -just like that. No further scolding -“thank you God”
I walked to my room, so I could start my journal.