A Mug of Responsibility

As I went about the sink to wash my plate after dinner, in front of me, stood my milk mug- waiting to be washed. I had been keeping that mug for washing every day for the last 5 years. But today, some force took hold of me, and I took the mug instinctively and washed it in an instant. These are the final days of my home stay, and in a couple of days I would leave home for higher education. The first lesson to be an adult is to be responsible for ones own actions.

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