Por favor
Todas las mañanas era lo mismo, una situación bastante fastidiosa, el hecho de tener que despertar a su hija; pues, no era por capricho, sino que debía ir cada día al colegio. Esa niña era muy dormilona, parece que estaba pegada a las sabanas y a su cama siempre, le encantaba dormir, por eso era una lucha constante, despertarla y decirle una y otra vez ¡Despierta!, por favor, ya era una súplica de desesperación.
Es posible que a una persona les cueste tanto despertarse, era lo que le decía mientras le quitaba las sabanas; así ella se sentaba apenas en la cama y aún tenía los ojos cerrados. Todo se tornaba difícil, porque mientras más tiempo tardaba preocupaba a su mamá porque llegaría tarde a su clase. De todas las maneras intentaba quitarle ese mal hábito, muchas veces con regaños y otras con amenazas de que no la despertaría nunca más, para que madure y asumiera su responsabilidad.
Al final era su hija y continuaba cada día en lo mismo, cantándole una canción, dándole muchos besos y abrazos; apagando el aire acondicionado y prendiendo la luz, en fin, haciendo mil maniobras tan solo para despertarla porque era extremadamente dormilona, ya era un caso difícil de resolver. Pero un día todo cambio, por eso a veces hay que esperar porque no todo es para siempre y muchos menos esa etapa fastidiosa.
Si en efecto un día las cosas comenzaron a ser diferente, ya despertaba por sí sola y entendió que era su responsabilidad hacerlo, por amor y respeto a su mamá era ya justo y necesario.
Please
Every morning it was the same thing, a very annoying situation, the fact of having to wake up her daughter; well, it was not on a whim, but because she had to go to school every day. That little girl was a very good sleeper, it seemed that she was always glued to the sheets and to her bed, she loved to sleep, that's why it was a constant struggle, to wake her up and tell her over and over again Wake up, please, it was already a desperate plea.
It is possible for a person to have such a hard time waking up, was what he would tell her while he was pulling the sheets off her; so she would barely sit up in bed and still have her eyes closed. Everything became difficult, because the longer it took, the more worried her mother became because she would be late for her class. In every way she tried to get her out of this bad habit, often with scolding and other times with threats that she would never wake her up again, so that she would grow up and assume her responsibility.
In the end it was her daughter and she continued with the same thing every day, singing her a song, giving her lots of kisses and hugs; turning off the air conditioning and turning on the light, in short, doing a thousand maneuvers just to wake her up because she was extremely sleepy, it was already a difficult case to solve. But one day everything changed, that's why sometimes you have to wait because not everything is forever and much less that annoying stage.
Yes indeed one day things started to be different, she woke up by herself and understood that it was her responsibility to do it, out of love and respect for her mother it was fair and necessary.
Fuente: Extraído del blog de @latino.romano para el mensaje diario de 5 minutos.
