Exhausted as always coming home from school. As a hmong daughter, culturally when I get home, I am expected to help my mom in the kitchen
Hey uncle and auntie!
Come to the kitchen and help your mom before more of our relatives gets here
With a serious face as usual, my dad tells me that my mom and him only went to upgrade my sister and moms phone, and that I will not be getting a phone anytime soon this year.
Only your sister will get a new phone this year. Are you okay with that?
I thought to myself that it was not fair because my sister got a phone when she was in eighth grade but now that I am in eighth grade, I don't get a phone. I held it all in, in an audacious way and told them that it was okay.
It's okay I guess
Whose that? Who could it be?
Do you hear that?
As I walked towards the noise, there it was, my first rose gold Iphone 7 plus that I now own!
OH MY GOSH!
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
I started crying tears of joy and hugged my parents none stop saying thank you over and over again