Holiday ago I got back to my hometown in the countryside. My mom says "You have to help a grandmother fed his brother, who has just one year old," I need to go home. Just because it is a statement of your mother. Even my father could not argue your mother. This is troubling enough, because I did not care before. The first time I thought of raising a child, it would not be difficult. But I was wrong! The baby made me very tired. Virtually no time is your own. I've made my brother out of bed twice. Now I feel like I understand the parents that the children were tired and troubled. When children get sick, parents hurt more. Although tired, how was unflinching. Ready to do for the child. In the long weekend this time, I have learned many things. Thanks to my parents who gave birth to me. And has taught me to live in the future, literally.