A special moment I enjoyed with my family.

It was a windy day. Everyone felt especially cold as the temperature was lower than average. All of us put on our extremely thick jackets and went onto the coach. Along the way to the Great Ocean Road, we were occupied by our own "entertainment". My mother read, my father enjoyed the spellbinding scenery, my sister read as well, I listened to my music player, and my grandmother slept. I had to urgently answer Mother Nature's call. I was trying to hold it back, and the tour guide told us that the next toilet stop is at the Great Ocean Road itself! I had an impulse to just run out of the coach and relieve myself by the roadside. "AAAAHHH!!" my inner voice screamed out. I then decided to try and divert my mind away from the thought. As the saying goes, "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." Not long later, a thought zoomed past my mind.

Nowadays in society, parents hardly have ant time for their children. The parents are the typical 'salaryman', making money to support their children. The consequences would be quite dire. Due to the generation gap, the relationships between the parent and child is very wide. Not only that, parents who are working from 9 to 7 may not even have time to accompany their children. As a result, children will feel very forlorn. Most of them get easily influnced by peers. A handful of the children head for the wrong path. It is like a chain reaction. Parents have no time-> children gets neglected-> children learn bad things-> and then, not a very happy family. I would really thank my parents for creating such a positive family. Our relationship shares a tight bond, but occasionally, we would have some tiffs among ourselves.

When we FINALLY reached the Great Ocean Road, I zoomed out of the coach and relieved myself. Then, we started to climb up the hill. As we ascended the hill, the steps became steeper. The air was thinning. The wind was strong. Our ears were painful. Our legs were tired. We wanted to give up. We all wanted to give up. Then, my grandmother said in Chinese (in English), "We must finish this challenge. Never give up!" A sudden rush of hope ran through every sinew of my body. We continued conquering the hill! The wind was blowing right at my face, as if it was slapping me. I had a hard time trying to cling on to my life.

Not long after, the moment arrived. We reached the summit! Everyone was panting,and a wave of euphoria swept over us. The wind here was even more brutal. It slashed us mercilessly and we felt that we were not wearing any clothes at all. We were all chilled to the bones. My father, also known as the "soloist", also felt the chill and came towards us. He decided to take a rest and we interlocked our arms and formed a circle.

It was this moment that I felt closest to my family. This is the moment I enjoyed with my family. Although there were people laughing at our eccentric behaviour, we did not really care. I can bet with them there is something we possess that they do not, and that is warmth. During this moment together as a family, we all felt especially warm. Maybe I make too much out of things, but I am sure this is the power of love. How love can overcome any obstacles. How love can glue everyone together. How love can resolve a situation. The cold, harsh wind did not matter anymore.

I would never trade a second of this special moment for anything else in the world.



The End