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Prompt: In the persona of Ma Luong, narrate a beneficial action.
Part 1: Outline in the Role of Ma Luong, Narrate a Beneficial Action
Part 2: Sample Essay In the Persona of Ma Luong, Narrate a Beneficial Action
Written Assignment:
- Ma Luong! Mom misses you so much! Son, try to live well! - Mom spoke fading away. I woke up with teary eyes. The dream of meeting Mom was wonderful yet poignant. In the dream, I narrated to Mom about my good deeds, especially the time I helped a mother and her son get a plow for their upcoming farming season.
Yesterday, on my way back from chopping firewood, I noticed two mothers and children toiling in the fields. The sun was high, probably around noon. Despite my hunger, the mother and child continued diligently hoeing the soil. The fields were wet, and the hoeing must have been tough. Water splashed rhythmically with each stroke of the hoe. A little girl, around six or seven, ran into the field. She handed a cloth and a water bottle to her mother. The mother wiped away the sweat. It reminded me of my own mother, her face covered in sweat after carrying firewood. Suddenly, the loud voice of the child startled me:
- Mom! I'm hungry!
- Mom is almost done! Help Mom, and both of us will go home to cook rice. - The mother gently encouraged.
The child in worn-out brown clothes remained silent, quietly took the water bottle and the hoe, and continued working. Back home, I couldn't stop thinking about the image of the mother and child from earlier. I grabbed my magic pen and started sketching. I knew exactly what to do. I hurriedly returned to the field, and luckily, the mother and child were still there. I quickly drew a robust buffalo with a sturdy plow. The buffalo was right under the field, dipping its nose to drink water. I approached the two with the drawing:
- I'd like to gift both of you a plow.
They were both incredibly surprised. I quickly continued:
- Seeing you toil in the fields, I couldn't help physically, so I drew a buffalo and a plow to make your farming easier.
The child approached the black buffalo, gently stroked its back, and then looked at the mother with a smile. The emotional mother said:
- Thank you so much, dear!
On the face of the mother at that moment, there was a fleeting gentleness, an emotion that I often saw in my own mother.
The next day, I saw the mother and child diligently plowing the fields. The child led the black buffalo with a rope, while the mother walked gracefully, following the plow's path. I felt delighted that my small gesture helped their family acquire a buffalo and a plow for farming.
