1 April 2011
My Favorite Person
Growing up I wouldn’t say I had a bad childhood. My mother was somewhat strict, but my sisters and I never went without. Nevertheless, my mother was a hard worker and she made sure we handled our business. My favorite person is my mother because she has always supported me, she’s a great cook, and she can very entertaining.
One of the main reasons I love my mother is because she has always supported me. She was there for me through my “terrible 13’s”. When I was thirteen, I got kicked out of school for fighting. I could tell my mother was disappointed, but she had my back through the whole thing. At first, I didn’t think she believed me about what happened. She tried really hard not to show her disappointment or to fuss at me in front of the principle, but she was really mad. She asked specific questions so she could get a full understanding of the situation. Especially, since I was being kicked out for three days. In the end she did believe me, I still got punished but it wasn’t so bad. Even though it was rough for my mother and me after I turned thirteen she never gave up on me. I developed a serious attitude problem, and it got to the point where she couldn’t tell me anything. I became really mean due to some situations that occurred in my teen years. But my mother continued to try and talk to me and understand what I was going thorough. I was in high school and I started skipping school while my mother was at work. She came home and caught me and my boyfriend a couple of times. I was scared she was going to kill me. I remember she would tell me I better not come home pregnant. Somehow she knew I was pregnant before I did, I really thought she would lose it then, but instead she embraced me with love and did all she could to help me through it.
Not only do I love my mother because she has always supported me but she’s also a great...