My mom my hero
Hermann Ajong
College Writing I 1201 13
Shih-Kneel, Nancy
Family Essay
Date: 09-27-2013
Hero in my world
Where would I have been without you mother? Destiny gives us opportunities to meet new people in our lives. Each one bringing a unique flavor, molding us into what we will become. There is always that one person who will walk in when the rest of the world walks out, the person that won’t sleep if I don't sleep, the person that will run up and down looking for something for me to eat, the person that will pray to God to take her life instead of mine when I am sick: my sweet mother. A mother of eight, a woman shaped with strength, wisdom, experience, honesty, faithfulness, a caring wife and mother. She gathers from her soil, minerals and natural resources and equipped her children for survival. Her life of honesty, wisdom and strength inspires me with confidence and great motivation to achieve success.
My mother: a woman from Bafut, a land with exotic beaches equipped with navy blue waters and surrounded by anchors of joy and laughter which enveloped you in the rhythm of its music and the sensational taste of its food that left you craving more. My mother, a semi-light skin tone, flawless skin, a narrow, not so much fat facial shape, plump lips, dark brown eyes with thick eyelashes, high cheekbones, a straight, narrow nose, a big booty and a long straight hair extending to her cheeks. Her life was full of misfortune and unexpected troubles following her divorce to my dad. They divorced in the year 2000 because the beauty of another woman charmed my dad. At this time, I was just two years old and had no clue as to what was going on. I was just another unfortunate product of an unsuccessful marriage; just another case to be brought up by a single woman whose joy had always been my pain. Because I knew deep in my heart, she did not deserve what had been done to her by the forces of this world.
After the divorce, my misery began. I was sent to live with my
College Writing I 1201 13
Shih-Kneel, Nancy
Family Essay
Date: 09-27-2013
Hero in my world
Where would I have been without you mother? Destiny gives us opportunities to meet new people in our lives. Each one bringing a unique flavor, molding us into what we will become. There is always that one person who will walk in when the rest of the world walks out, the person that won’t sleep if I don't sleep, the person that will run up and down looking for something for me to eat, the person that will pray to God to take her life instead of mine when I am sick: my sweet mother. A mother of eight, a woman shaped with strength, wisdom, experience, honesty, faithfulness, a caring wife and mother. She gathers from her soil, minerals and natural resources and equipped her children for survival. Her life of honesty, wisdom and strength inspires me with confidence and great motivation to achieve success.
My mother: a woman from Bafut, a land with exotic beaches equipped with navy blue waters and surrounded by anchors of joy and laughter which enveloped you in the rhythm of its music and the sensational taste of its food that left you craving more. My mother, a semi-light skin tone, flawless skin, a narrow, not so much fat facial shape, plump lips, dark brown eyes with thick eyelashes, high cheekbones, a straight, narrow nose, a big booty and a long straight hair extending to her cheeks. Her life was full of misfortune and unexpected troubles following her divorce to my dad. They divorced in the year 2000 because the beauty of another woman charmed my dad. At this time, I was just two years old and had no clue as to what was going on. I was just another unfortunate product of an unsuccessful marriage; just another case to be brought up by a single woman whose joy had always been my pain. Because I knew deep in my heart, she did not deserve what had been done to her by the forces of this world.
After the divorce, my misery began. I was sent to live with my