My Mother

My mother always used to wake me up in the morning. “You’re going to be late for school”. I had to walk half an hour to get to “Escuela Canada”. My mother always said to me before I left the house, “I want you to be deferential, detail-oriented and a man who perseveres”. I am glad and proud of having a mother that despite her hardships in life, she always cares about her children’s well-being.

The person who has inspired in my mother Donja McAllister. My mother is a hard working person and always wants what is best for her family. She sacrifices her own time and money just to make my brother and me happy. She has spent a big portion of her life caring for others. My mother has always thought of what is best for us. She encourages us to do our best in school and pursue what makes us happy. She wants us to get a good education so that when we grow up we have the skills to pursue whatever career we what. For a while now my mother has the burden of taking care of her two children alone. She is constantly making sacrifices for us so that we can get to school and do all the after school activities for example when I was still in gymnastics

I grew up watching my mother strive to give me a better life and become a better person. Amongst great difficulty, she decided to finish school and attend university. Her hard work and determination have marked and defined my life. Every day she had to work, then go to university and later take care of me. She excelled in every aspect of her life, teaching me that the impossible is overcome through hard work and

Growing up, my mother always encouraged me to be involved in any activity I should interest in, whether that be soccer, softball, theater, or chess club. While my mom did not always have the extra money or time, she never told me I could not pursue a new activity. Through my mother’s actions, I have learned to never settle and to continue to fight and work for better, for myself and others. My mother’s selfless attitude and positive attitude inspire me to have the same attitude with the my future family and the people around me.

Generally, mothers inspire their children each and everyday. However, the story of Lori Ciuffo DaCunha does not cease at inspiration. My mother's journey serves as a clear model, of the determination and persistence that should be present within all. As her only daughter, my opinion in my mother's actions most definitely is biased. Although, hundreds of others, who have been touched or even rescued by the result of my mother's journey comply with my statements. My mother, Lori Ciuffo DaCunha, once endured through the challenges of medical school and receiving support for the goals she obtained, for her future. However, throughout her lifetime, she has worked to utilize her experiences in order to teach others. Not containing her intelligence,

She is strong, a caregiver, provider, and the best part she has a great sense of humor. Who may I be talking about? That would be my mom, Krista Dykstra. My mom is one of the most important people in my life. She is the one who is there through the ups and downs or whenever help is needed. My mom is a strong believer in family time, she is a passionate person about trying and learning new thing and she is overall very smart and cares about her education. Life wouldn’t be the same without her.

Above all, I would like to dedicate this to my mother, Maria Mojica, because she has shaped me to become the individual I am today. Moreover, I am truly appreciative for everything she has done in regards to my education due to the fact that she was my motivation towards becoming the best version of myself as possible. Also, my mother has taught me how to become responsible, respectful, and sincere. Since she has involved herself in my education, I have been able to succeed and continue attempting to improve to show her that I am thankful for everything she has done. In addition, her extremity of dedication towards education was beneficial due to the fact that it served as motivation to strive for success. Furthermore, my mother has endeavored

School was very tough for me as I always seemed to have a tough time discerning patterns or concepts. But thinking about the phrase that I heard from the beginning of my academic career helped me persevere through the challenges. These challenges being completing homework assignments, reading a book, or simply doing projects for classes would not have not been overcame if it weren’t for the hard work and dedication of my mother. Because of her life as a child and adolescent, it had forced me to reflect on how privileged of a life I’ve had and to cherish any opportunity that I am given may it be from getting to do band, robotics club, or Drum Corps. There were many times in life where I struggled dearly and just could not grasp a concept, or understand a word. My typical impulse would be to ask my mother for help, but she would simply respond with that dreary quote. While it may have frustrated me that I could not receive the help I sought, it inevitably taught me to be self-sufficient and how to properly utilize my resources. Despite our many nights of bickering, it was my mother who deliberately saved my life from a world of

For my profile essay, I have decided to write about my mother. My mother’s name is Andrea Butler. I choose to write my profile essay on my mom because although I know about the majority of her life, there is a gap in the timeline where the facts get a little hazy. These were the nine months she was pregnant with me. Ever since I was younger, I had constantly questioned all the obstacles and situations she probably faced. She was in high school when she got pregnant and I can guess that she lost friendships, struggled to graduate, and overcame obstacles to provide for me. I wanted to write this paper because I feel like it would strengthen my relationship with my mom even more than it already is right now.

My mother, the person who gave me everything she had to offer at a moment's notice. Her needs and dreams, at one point firmly desired were set aside for my well-being. Countless years and precious time given to my siblings and me for our development into young adults. The feeling of debt is vast and with that the idea of giving my mother another opportunity towards her absent dreams seemed wise. My decision of enrolling my mother as a student at delta college has restored her hopes and a smile which noticeably displays it. Brief elated moments from my mother are more than satisfactory for me and my family. Her arrival from school is always interesting when she conveys the information she reviewed in class. Now that I am progressing as a student along with my mother the support I can provide is invaluable. I’m incapable of offering her what was given to me but the pursuit of her own education alongside her children is a good start I believe. As we continue the pursuit for our goals together, reaching and achieving them will have that much more meaning. To become a preschool teacher or an assistant is the thought my mother has held in her mind for some time. Being able to achieve my goal of becoming an Electrical Engineer as well as my sister’s major of Nursing alongside her would mean everything to her. In the end the debt my siblings and I owe is too great and the things we do can’t begin to describe how much we appreciate what she’s done for us.

I have read excerpts from two texts. An informational text titled ‘The Sea Around Us’ by Rachel Carson, and a literature text titled ‘Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea’, by Jules Verne. In both excerpts there are many descriptions of the ocean. Many people debate whether details are described more vividly in informational text, or in literature. I feel the ocean was described more vividly in the excerpt from the literature text ‘Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea’.

She is one of the strongest people that I know which is why finding her crying one gloomy morning shook me greatly. Her sorrow was tangible throughout the whole house. I can remember that even the sky was crying. Gray light filtered in through the water-streaked windows. When I asked her what was wrong she told me that it was the anniversary of her brother’s death. This was the first one after her mother had died. She recounted some of her favorite memories of them both with a smile on her face even though she was tearful. It didn’t occur to me until many years later that all the family that she had grown up with was gone. I remember wishing that I could help her but I think that the best way for me to have comforted her was to just be there for her and to listen so that is what I did. Even though I can only imagine what my mother must have felt, I can assume that it would have been debilitating for some people and yet my mother was able to get up again every morning and go to work and go on with her life. Even now, this event only reinforced my high thoughts of my mother because she is only one example of how people are always stronger than we think and how we, ourselves, are stronger than we think. “With a heart for any fate,/ Still achieving, still pursuing,” (Longfellow, L. 10, L.

Starting in 1990’s my mom is a foster home for newborns and infants. When parents can not take care of their children they go into loving foster homes. My mom will go to the hospital and pick up day old baby’s and take care of them till the parents can take care of them or adopted into willing homes where they will live a full and happy life. My birth mom has bipolar and depression and had a 3 grade level across the boards and my birth dad has a obsessive compulsive disorder and has a 4th grade level across the boards so when i was born it was so hard for them to take care of me. With my parents not knowing how to raise my child protective services came in and put me into foster care. My mom got a call and was told that a little girl needed

“The youngest child gets everything.” I could not agree any less with this phrase when I was the youngest in my family. Every child would know the kind of ‘power’ their younger sibling has over them. Therefore, I am guilty of taking advantage of this privilege against my older brother and sister. To begin with, I purposely placed both of them in trouble whenever they made me cry or whenever they don’t obey what I want them to do. In short, I was very spoiled and stubborn child, but nevertheless, I treasured those moments where I was always their center of attention. That was before my parents told me that I was going to have a younger sister.

A role model is someone who has a significant impact in your life. When people are asked who’s their role model, of the answers would say a celebrity or an athlete, but for me the answer is my mother. There are so many great qualities about her that motivates me to be a better person. For the past seventeen years of my life, she has been there for me in every way I can possibly think of. She’s my inspiration and motivation I look for when I need it. In the future, I want to be able to be there for her just like all those times she was there for me. She has so many great characteristics I’ve personally witnessed that has shaped me into the best version of myself.