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How My Mom Changed My Life
My mom was born and raised in the Philippines. She considered herself and her family as working class. She grew up with her parents and nine brothers and sisters. My mom described her childhood home as small. The house was made out of bamboo. There were only two rooms with no flooring and had iron sheets as the roof. All of the girls had to sleep in one room. My mom and her siblings went to the same public elementary school. There was no junior high school at the time, so they all went to high school after. Her parents sent all of their children to a private high school. My mom said that they were sent to a private school because it allowed them to have a better foundation for college. In the Philippines, people say that if you can afford it, you should send your children and to private school because the method of teaching are far better compared to public high schools. Her parents were farmers. They raised chicken and pigs and planted rice and corn. Their main income was coming from the products growing on the farm. On the weekends, the whole family would go and work on the farm because they couldn’t afford to pay for outside workers to help them. Her parents send everyone to college and all of their school expenses were paid for out of pocket. My mom went to college to become a nurse. She said that becoming a nurse has changed her life. …show more content…
She wanted to become a nurse because she enjoyed taking care of people. She knew that financially becoming a nurse would help her. After studying to become a nurse, she moved to Saudi Arabia to work in a hospital. She moved there because the salary of a nurse was higher than in the Philippines. After working there for a few years, she got a job in New York. New York was going to be a different atmosphere than she was used

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