Spy Mom

 My mom’s a Spy and I know it. Right after I watched a Jackie Chan movie I had a hunch that my mom is a spy and after trailing her for many days I conclude that she is really a spy. Though my dad would laugh at my theories but I am quite sure that my mom is a spy as there are so many proofs for it. My mom sure is quick; one should see her speed in the morning she gets us ready for school, packs our lunch, makes breakfast, get daddy’s lunch ready and then even sees us off at time. Only spies’ get this speed endurance training. My mom’s a champ of stealth; whenever I am reading my novels at study time she creeps up behind me and then gives a small cough to let me know that I am busted. My mom’s a great lie detector; whenever a lie is told she will stare hard at you that finally you give up and spill the truth. My mom can do many things at an instant, she teaches me maths, helps my brother to complete his homework, cooks food and even swoops down to catch a glass thrown accidently by us. My mom has scanning devices; whenever I don’t find my favorite dress in the wardrobe, and ask her she replies promptly stating its exact location as if she has scanned it. My mom is truly a spy as every second day she goes off to get groceries whereas there are already present at home, my hunch is that using such excuses she goes off on secret excursions. I have even seen her go late at night. Even my brother doesn’t believe me. But I am quite sure my mom’s a spy. Though my mom is a spy still she is very kind as she always stays by my side, she motivates me and gives me the strength to fight the odds of life. Sometimes I do believe that mom trains me to be a future spy.