My Mom Maria Castaneda Cervantes

When she found out that she wasn’t going to be able to continue school after the 6th grade, she was super disappointed with my grandparents’ decision. Instead of going to school at the age of 12, she started to work at a local pharmacy. Twenty-three years later, she found the opportunity to go to school to receive her GED, which is equivalent to a high school diploma. After studying 2 years at Western Technical College in Independence, my mom earned her GED. Last year my mom was able to complete her dream of graduating high school and in addition, she gave a speech at her ceremony. I just admire my mom so much because she showed me that it doesn’t matter how old you are, you can always go and make your dreams come true. She is a true role model for my siblings and I, and even the community because she showed her will to complete her education after so many years without

My mother worked day and night so I had to care for my sister and cousins. On some occasions I had to help my mom clean houses to earn money. At the age of thirteen up until I was sixteen I was cleaning houses for the people we longed to be. I got a glimpse of a life I have never known. For the most part my mom’s boss was nice, but her family was ignorant at times. They would ask me where I have traveled and if I’ve been to all these kinds of expensive places. When I answered no they asked why not. I guess they didn’t comprehend the fact that my mom and I were cleaning their dishes and making their beds for less than the minimum wage to be able to barely afford the rent of the small room we all

Since I was a child, my mother would tell me to try my hardest in school. She told me thought thing because as a child, she never had the opportunity to go to school. She only completed up to 4th grade, because her family couldn’t pay the tuition to attend. She would had to wake up at 4oclock in the morning to sell food, to make a living for her family. We were fortunate enough to be able to come to the United States in 2005, but tragedy happens a year later. She received a phone call, saying that my father was in a serious car accident, on the night of Christmas Eve, he passed away. Since then my mother, became a single mother having to support two children by herself in a new country. There

My grandma was a mother of three. She had my Aunt heather, Aunt Angie, and my mother. She raised my mother and Heather while going to college, which is a fight on its own, but to make it more difficult, she had hodgkins and had spent over an entire year fighting it in Iowa’s childrens hospital and held victory her senior year.. The chances of surviving hodgkins in the 60’s was around 75% and wasn’t the end for my Grandma, she lived to fight another day. Moving on in her life,She spent most of her time studying, she graduated high school on the top of her class, then going to college of hamilton for business. During that time, she had my mom and my Aunt Heather on the way.

My Mom wanted to be there but she had no choice. She at the time left a three year old and I at the time was ten years old so I had to step up and take care him. My Dad would always be at work at times my older Sister would also help but ever since then I just felt like a Mom. Growing up it was just me and my little Brother. I missed out a lot as a kid because I had a big responsibility in my hands. When I got out of Elementary I was barely going to school. My grades were bad, my attendance even worse, and it was all because I didn’t care anymore. Being in school, I was always either late, skipping

Isabel Allende was born on August 2, 1942, in Lima, Peru, to Tomás and Francisca Allende. Isabel Allende is the goddaughter of Salvador Allende, the first socialist president of Chile who was her father 's cousin. Allende’s father was a diplomat and deserted the family when Allende was just two years. Allende, her siblings, and mother then moved in with her grandfather in Chile. Allende remembers herself as a rebellious child during those years living with her grandfather. “We lived in an affluent house with no money," (Allende, Telegraph). "My grandfather would pay for what was necessary but my mother did not even have the cash to buy us an ice

Maria Guadalupe Baldovinos was born October 18, 1996. To get started on her story I would have to you back to how her parents met to get a better understanding. Maria’s mother is name Dominga she is one of nine kids in a Mexican household and Antonio also coming from a household of nine. Her parents are humble people who have always worked hard throughout their lives to make a living. Dominga is short fair skin women whose mother never gave her the love that she deserved, same goes with Maria’s father it was difficult to give them the same attention and love to all their kids, so they always lacked love from parents. Only difference is Maria’s mother got some love from her father who has looked after her and guided her throughout. Dominga’s

My family began with Maria Santos Rodriguez Aguilar, my grandma, and Ruben Dario Sevilla Garcia, my grandpa. She was from San Luis Potosi, Mexico and he was from Tampico, Tamaulipas, Mexico. They later met in Tampico, when she started working for his aunt and they ended up hanging out and talking a lot. Time passed, and they got married in the year 1983. They ended up having five children together. The first child that they had, meaning the oldest, was my mother, Dolores Andrea Sevilla Rodriguez.

It is because of her that I had such a beautiful childhood, despite my forlorn surroundings. When people think about Colombia, they often think about the narcos and the guerillas. I think about playing barefoot on the streets. I think about mis tios y primos, who were always around and more like parents and siblings. I think about dancing to the music played by the elders of my town, and the didactic games they shared to keep us children away from violence. In many ways, I was oblivious to the violence, which grew worse and worse. Soon my musical children became one of fear. Later, I lost someone very dear to

Watching my mother live from pay check to pay check when I was young was difficult. It was always hard for my mom to keep up with other parents but, she still somehow managed to get me everything I wanted, and more. Even though I was too young to understand, I could feel the stress, and the struggles my mom faced every day. She was only 20 years old when I was born and, because of that she had no choice but to grow up fast. At such a young age, I saw the effects of being a single parent, and the ways it changed my mom. She not only had to be a young mother but, she had to find a way to replace the void of a father, or a father figure in my life. My mom was strong, independent and courageous. Growing up watching her live her dreams under all the circumstances she faced, made me want to strive for a better life for myself. Seeing how hard is was to live and to have enough

My mother was invested in my early education. She always read me stories as a child, and forced me to read them myself as I got older. She bought me a multiplication table chart and put it in my room so that I'd memorize it. She forced my brother to give me science lessons and he would teach me about the stars. She even put me in private daycares and preschools to make sure I received a quality education before I entered public school. It was because of her that at 4 I already had my own library at home. At 6 I read my first 800 page book in 8 hours about the backstory of every Disney Princess. At 10 I was recommended to skip a grade because of my overall exceptional academic performance, with two 100s on my statewide standardized testing - English and History - and high 90s on my other tests. Despite any

At a young age, my Grandma had the poorest living conditions. Brought here from Okinawa, Japan, she lived in very poor housing with poor schools. She could not attend school until the age of 7 because she was not able to speak English very fluently. She moved out as soon as she could because she was abused by her father. She quickly married and had 4 kids. Upon disclosure that her husband was abusive to her children, she left him fueled with memories of her childhood. She then was a single mother with 4 kids. My Grandma then had to learn what it took to be grown up.

María Alejandrina Cervantes is the prostitute in Gabriel García Márquez’s novel, Chronicle of a Death Foretold. Her characterization is a strategic choice to portray prostitutes and prostitution respectably and honorably. García Márquez uses descriptive words to illuminate the mundane and give praise to behaviour that would usually be degraded. The biblical references in Maria’s name make her more relatable and depict prostitution honourably. By characterizing María Alejandrina Cervantes unexpectedly, García Márquez forces a shift in the reader’s outlook on prostitution.

The name “Maria Alejandrina Cervantes” given by Marquez also reveals her traits. Her

When I was still in my childhood years, I was not interested in studies and my grades were going down. My father was unhappy with my falling grades. When I was ten years old he decided to send me to assist my grandmother daily at our office, hoping that it would reform me. This resulted in me spending a lot of time with my grandmother. Then I began to learn her story.