母はいつも何かあると私の手を握ってくれました。
思春期に入ると、学校での悩みも中々親に話せるものでも
ありません。
ただ、不思議とそんな日は特に、「お母さんの手温かいでしょ!」
なんて言って、良く手を握ってくれました。
今思うと、いつもと違う様子を感じて、母なりの愛情を
示してくれていたのだと思います。
母の手は、本当に温かった
今でもずっと、手のぬくもりを感じます。
手って不思議は力がありますね
近くの老人施設にハンドのボランティアに行きました。
お一人の女性が若いころの
お話をしれくれました。
翻訳 / 英語
- 2013/08/25 11:59:28に投稿されました
My mother used to hold my hands when there was somehing up.
After puberty, it was not easy to share my troubles at school with my parents.
Curiously enough, she held my hands specially such a day, saying "My hands are warm, right?"
Thinking back on those experiences, I feel that she showed her love in her own way.
Her hands were really warm !
Even now, I still feel her warmth of her hand.
Human's hands have magical power, don't they ?
I went to a nearby nursing home as a hand care volunteer.
One old woman told me a story of her younger days.
After puberty, it was not easy to share my troubles at school with my parents.
Curiously enough, she held my hands specially such a day, saying "My hands are warm, right?"
Thinking back on those experiences, I feel that she showed her love in her own way.
Her hands were really warm !
Even now, I still feel her warmth of her hand.
Human's hands have magical power, don't they ?
I went to a nearby nursing home as a hand care volunteer.
One old woman told me a story of her younger days.
評価
52
翻訳 / 英語
- 2013/08/25 12:23:47に投稿されました
My mother always took hold my hand whenever I had a concern.
When hitting puberty, it was also hard to tell parents although there was a worry arisen in the school.
However, particularly on that occasion, my mother just told me surprisingly while took hold my hand “how did you feel my hand, warm?”
When I think of that now, she sensed something different atmosphere from me and showed a motherly affection.
Her hands were really warm at that time and the sense of her warm motherly affection is still carried over my memory.
Taking hold of hand must really have some power of wonder.
I attended the aroma hand massage activity as a volunteer and visited nearby welfare facility for elderly.
On aged woman could tell me the stories during her younger age.
When hitting puberty, it was also hard to tell parents although there was a worry arisen in the school.
However, particularly on that occasion, my mother just told me surprisingly while took hold my hand “how did you feel my hand, warm?”
When I think of that now, she sensed something different atmosphere from me and showed a motherly affection.
Her hands were really warm at that time and the sense of her warm motherly affection is still carried over my memory.
Taking hold of hand must really have some power of wonder.
I attended the aroma hand massage activity as a volunteer and visited nearby welfare facility for elderly.
On aged woman could tell me the stories during her younger age.
評価
45
翻訳 / 英語
- 2013/08/25 11:56:04に投稿されました
My mother always held my hand whenever something happened.
During my teenager days, i could not share troubles encountered at school even to my family.
However, in that particularly strange day, she said "Isn't mommy's hand is warm!" and held on my hand..
When i think about it, its a rather different feeling , wherein mom expressed her love.
Her hands were really warm , and up until today i still felt the warmth in her hands.
The power to hand is quite unusual don't you think?
I went to a nearby nursing facility volunteer of the hand.
And a woman talked to me about the time of her youth.
During my teenager days, i could not share troubles encountered at school even to my family.
However, in that particularly strange day, she said "Isn't mommy's hand is warm!" and held on my hand..
When i think about it, its a rather different feeling , wherein mom expressed her love.
Her hands were really warm , and up until today i still felt the warmth in her hands.
The power to hand is quite unusual don't you think?
I went to a nearby nursing facility volunteer of the hand.
And a woman talked to me about the time of her youth.
翻訳 / 英語
- 2013/08/25 12:03:35に投稿されました
My mother was always there to hold my whenever something happened.
It is not that easy to talk about trouble at school after hitting puberty.
But, that day something was different; in particular, “Mom’s hands are warm!” as I couldn’t help to say before she held hands with me.
There is something different about what I am feeling now and the usual. It is as if mother’s love is passed from her to me.
My mothers and were surprisingly warm.
I can still feel her warmth.
There is a strange power hidden within hands.
So, I went to a retirement home nearby to volunteer my hands.
There was a young women
Who gladly spent time talking with me.
It is not that easy to talk about trouble at school after hitting puberty.
But, that day something was different; in particular, “Mom’s hands are warm!” as I couldn’t help to say before she held hands with me.
There is something different about what I am feeling now and the usual. It is as if mother’s love is passed from her to me.
My mothers and were surprisingly warm.
I can still feel her warmth.
There is a strange power hidden within hands.
So, I went to a retirement home nearby to volunteer my hands.
There was a young women
Who gladly spent time talking with me.