My Mom If I need to choose one of my family members‚ I may prefer to write about my superhero in my life and that is my beloved mother. My mom was the person who always supported me since I was little. She was the one when I needed to talk to like a best friend. Although‚ my mother might not be the superheroes such like Batman‚ Superman‚ or Spiderman but my beloved mother will always be the great superhero in my life. There are reasons why I chose my beloved mother to be
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The person I admire most is my mom. In case you are wondering why‚ she is the one who gave me a life. My mom has short black hair‚ beautiful round brown eyes and a charming smile. She is quite short and fat but for me she is gorgeous. There are bunch of reasons why I admire her a lot. First of all‚ she is always there for me. Whenever I face difficulties‚ she will help me to overcome them. She usually helps me with my homework‚ especially with my literature. When I fail or get low grades in some
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The Similarities between My Mother and Me I love my mother very much. She is not only a strong woman but also a great mother. My mother always takes care of the children in my family very well and chats with us as a friend; in addition‚ from the stories in life‚ she has taught us many valuable lessons. Most of my hobbies and habits are learned from my mother. Therefore‚ my mother and I have many similarities‚ such as liking adventure games‚ gift giving to loved ones on special occasions‚ and enjoying
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Descriptive Essay; My Perfect Place a television‚ a jewelry box‚ or a computer‚ etc. It wasnt real‚ but it was a great place to escape to even if it was just in my mind. It gave me something to hope... Premium Descriptive Essay Describing a Place Patdreka Williams 7-14-12 English 110 Journal Entry A Place When I was a little girl I dreamed of the most extraordinary room in my mind. Being one of the... Premium Descriptive Essay. My Favorite Place
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Home About Site Content Quality Guidelines Suggest Us Report Errors Contact Us 383 Words Essay on My Childhood Days by Shekar Kumar My childhood days were filled with fun and laughter‚ like those of most children. We lived in a big house with my paternal grandparents and my uncle’s family. Though I had an elder brother‚ I was closer to my cousins. My elder brother was a serious type who didn’t want to hang out with girls. He had a face like a magistrate too which could really
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Special Person essay by Mounika Maroju Everyone has a special person in their life. That special person may be your mother‚ father‚ friend‚ teacher‚ spouse‚ and children. The significance of them changes as time passes by. However the person I love and admire forever is my mother. What I admire most in my mother is how she dresses‚ how she cooks wonderfully‚ how she guides me and how she strives to keep to her values. She is good looking and always well-dressed. She is always dressed
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1. What’s my present situation? (Describe the problem objectively and completely.) My present situation is being an unemployed‚ full-time student. School is my main priority‚ because I know I need a good education to help me find and maintain the career I want‚ but It’s somewhat hard to focus on school because of how stressed I get over not having a job‚ or any source of income coming in. There are so many things I need to pay for and so much I need to help my parents out with. Dropping out of school
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Zarja G. ESSAY #: About a person They say you will never forget the person you first laid your eyes on. A tinny glimpse‚ which you probably do not remember‚ although it somehow stayed in your heart. Not the picture but the feeling you had when you saw him/her. The feeling of warmth‚ safety and joy. Without them you feel lost not really yourself. Somehow they are a part of you‚ a part of your world‚ your heart. For me that is my mother. Her voice calms me down. After moving to Vienna I was a
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My House. Upon entering my house‚ you notice the mismatched brown and blue plaid couches under bare walls. A huge television blocks the only window in the room‚ with an old scratched coffee table groaning under a weeks worth of mail. Guacamole colored shag carpet over powers the cheap Asian rug trying to smother it. The blue and brown couches are as comfortable as reclining on bales of straw covered with course burlap. A pomegranate candle sits on top of the television and is lit every morning to
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la luz de mis ojos.” Since I’ve been little‚ my mom tells me‚ “You are the light of my eyes.” My mom is the type of mother who sacrifices her life to take care of me and my older brothers at a very young age. She is the type of mother who convinces us to strive for greatness. She is the type of mother who would take a bullet for the ones she truly loves. Yet she is like no other mother‚ and I wish I could ease the physical pain she feels every day. My mother suffers from fibromyalgia. It is disorder
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