I do not accuse her of being cruel or turning away from me; Because she is in fact a kind-hearted woman, but the special circumstances that awaited her at the beginning of married life gave her several habits that cast a shadow of cruelty in her treatment of me. In truth, I personally was a weak point in her private life; Because she did not see me as one of those who succeeded in my lessons, while other children of neighbors and acquaintances were almost skipping their years of study if the years had not restricted them, despite their little work and much play. As for me, I worked a lot, played little, and rarely succeeded.
One of the most evident habits that life imposed on my mother is that she is a type who cannot bear to attempt an experiment a second time as long as he failed it the first time. She will not remake a new pie with her own hands if the preparation fails her after the ingredients are available, and she will not drink the medicine more than once, and if she does not feel any fruit, she will turn away from its bottle, until the woman's shelf is crowded with bottles and sachets.