It is only 7.30 am and I am jolted out of my sleep by this neighbour's boy who screamed murder and was banging down the door. Of all the 'noises' in the world, those that I detests are crying children. There are many cries but those that cried because they are caused by their own parents are the worst.
As a mom, we learnt to pick up the various types of cries. Crying because the child is tired. Crying because the child demands something like those kids who refused to go away from the toy's section and hence, put on a show. Crying because they injured themselves. And those desperate cries.
*sigh* Those desperate cries have a special pitch that pierces into our heart.