Miss Greenford

overtop Greenford sit behind her 95 years old typewriter she inherited from the generate to type down a letter to her solo son who serves with the US force. She said, Dear John, I daughter you so much, my second baby. Daddy hasnt being feeling well for the ancient three months and he is worried he wouldnt make it before you descend from the war. His wish is to see you before going home. Please do come up quickly when you get this letter. Grandma sends her greetings, and Doggy your cat too.While she sat typing, John, in the silence of an explosion from the enemys camp, swallowed a bullet. Retreat e real(prenominal)one, the General sh bulge outed. deputy Jamal from Afghanistan carried his friend on his shoulder and ran into the tent where the nurses tended the wounds of the injured soldiers. Johnny, Johnny enthrall speak to me. Open your eyes he solemnly requested scarce John quietly was giving up the ghost. The only word that came out of his mouth was mama.Lieut. Jamal crie d He has lost the only friend in the army that cared for him.He remembered how he used to play basketball with John alone as all the guys refused his company and called him names. One day at assembly, it was announced a war has broken up between the US and Russia and all males were entreated to lock in the army asap. Jamal was frightened to death because he never want the sound of a gun. Growing up in a ghetto where the father was a warlord, he was called Ja, the whimp. He always hides under the bed during a fight of guns on the streets but John encouraged him that they can do it.He leave behind be there for him anytime and protect him against the bullies. John was the buddy Jamal never had. And now he doesnt know how he can dispense without him.Back home, Miss Greenford bought a stamp at the transport office, sealed her letter and posted it to his loving son. She cant wait to see him after eight immobile months of separation. This war has had a toll on everyone. Miss Greenfo rd herself has been feeling a severe ache in her left breast lately.Scared of the worst, she has refused to cry the hospital for a checkup. I need to be strong to fill up care of my two boys, John and his father, she always whispers to herself. Three weeks later, on the day Miss Greenford had planned on passing by the post office to check if her son has replied, there was a loud thrill on the door which startled even the flower pot on the window pane and it came crushing on the floor.Who is there? she shouted from the kitchen.Friends of John, the voices echoed. Miss Greenford dashed out of the kitchen like a flash of lightening only to get to the door to see men dressed in supply carrying a coffin. Immediately, she collapsed. She woke up to the news of her husband passing out of cardio effort when he wheeled his chair to the door because he also perceive the shout of friends of John from his room.Both my boys had left me, she cried. What does it profit me to be hot and not ha ppy? The two things that gave me joy cause been snatched from me, mama. onetime(a) mama Gracie was there to console her daughter.She told her not stop crying. She should spit every phlegm of bitterness out, then she can have her peace. I have been here before and I know how it feels but dont worry it bequeath make you stronger. It always does Your daddy died in the war too. The only human beings I have ever known tasted death while in an amour defending his country. But he died a happy man. He died knowing that at least he paid his dues to his country.So good-for-naught he was before he died when I was pregnant with you for two weeks that the doctor up said it is a girl. We had both been praying for a boy, but he prayed much fervently because he wanted his son to be a soldier, a protector of the state and dreams of America. Though disappointed, he loved you so very much, my baby. Be glad you gave daddy a soldier, now his soul will rest in peace.