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Coming home from school that dark winter's day so long ago, I was filled with anticipation. I had a new issue of my favorete sports magazine tucked under my arm the house to myself.Dad was at work,my sister was away,and Mother wouldn't be home from her new job for an hour.I bounded up the steps,burst into the living room and flipped on a light.
I was shocked into stillness by what I saw.
Mother,pulled into a tight ball with her face in her hands,sat at the far end of the couch. She was crying.I had never seen her cry.
I approached cautiously and touched her shoulder."Mother?"I said."what's happened?"
She took a long breath and managed a weak smile."It's nothing,really.Nothing important.Just that I'm going to lose this new job. I can't type fast enough."
"But you've only been there three days,"I said."You'll catch on."I was repeating a line she had spoken to me a hundred times when I was having trouble leaning or doing something important to me.
"No,"she said sadly."I always said I could do anything I set my mind to,and I till think I can in most things. But I can't do this."
I felt helpless and out of place. At age16 I still assumed Mother could do anything.Some years before,when we sold our ranch and moved to town, Mother had dicided to open a day nursery. She had no training, but that didn't stand in her way. She sent away for correspondence herself for the task. It wasn't long before she had a full enrollment and a waiting list. I accepted all this as a perfectly normal instance of Mother's ability.