Little by little my parents, and especially my father, were getting used to the new situation. It’s not that he didn’t want me to work as a cleaner. In fact, first he did not want me to work anything at all. As I told you, he wanted me to study in the university, but I told him about my job when I had already took the engagement and he could do nothing to stop me. As time went by he realised that this was the only way for our family to live decently. Besides, all of the modern English women worked. And my father realised that I feel happier and complete when I can work. I helped my family with the money and there were some more left, so I could go out with my friends and by some things, which every young girl likes.
The situation in my family home got much more easy and peaceful. The constant anxiety about not having enough money was gone. My father wasn’t worried all the time anymore. My mother had a smile on her face. And my brothers and sister… well they have always been merry. The only demand to them was to study their lessons.
I helped my family not only financially. I used my new knowledge, I had learned at work, for the cleaning of our home. I explained my mother what are the specifics of all the modern cleaning detergents and in the weekends I cleaned our apartment. My mother was very impressed of how easy some spots of wine, fruits, oil etc. are being removed by these new cleaning products. Some months ago she used to think that if some of these spots fall on some clothing, it must be thrown away, because it can’t be washed anymore. As I showed her the new easy ways of cleaning such dirt, she was fascinated.
For my mother’s birthday my father and I gave her a new cleaning system. She was so happy! You can’t even imagine how much time she spent exploring her present. All day long she was reading the instructions and trying to use one or another function. My mom was very funny, because she had no perfect reading skills in English and she relied on her senses. From time to time we heard strange noises of humming of the cleaning machine, accompanied by my mother’s murmur.
In a week she managed to learn all of the functions and benefits of her new cleaning machine and she could handle the devise smoothly. My father and I were joking that now we only have to buy a big apartment with expensive carpets and furniture, so my mother to use all the potential of her cleaning machine.