Personal Narrative: My Mommacist

My family has lived in Ohio all our lives, but we decided to move, along with my friend and her family. We moved to Oakland, California when I was thirteen. I, Madison Gayle Harrington, and My Friend, Miley Ann McNeally, Have Been making YouTube videos ever since we were sixteen. I have two older sisters, Hailey who is twenty two and Angelica who is twenty and one older brother, William who is twenty one, who I don't see. I'm in my senior year of high school. I'm seventeen turning eighteen.

Having grown up with a mother who was verbally and physically abusive, love and compassion didn't develop between us two, however, my hate, anger, and resentment thrived.

When I was in kindergarden I did many things that I regret including, giving a stuffed dog a shower, drawing on my furniture, and chewing on the sleeves of all of my shirts. However, one thing that I regret doing most is lying to my mom to get out of homework. Because of this, I believe that no matter how small or large a lie, it will come with a consequence.

It was the afternoon of April 17th, one more month until I was done with junior year. Everything was going great: good grades, good friends. We had family from Colorado visiting, and I was so excited to see them! It was the moment I got home from soccer practice, that turned my life completely upside down.

A few days ago my mom told me I was supposed to be a December baby, but I am a October baby. I was born two months early. When I was born my skin was yellow. I had to be wrapped in a blue blanket that made me light up blue. Its called a Bilirubin blanket.The doctors said I was Jaundice. My mom and I had to stay in the Hospital for a few days to recover. Even though I was born very early I was still very healthy. I still am.

Brittany was watching Netflix on her couch, while her parents were at work. She felt a burning sensation in her throat-- Thirst. So she went to her kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. As she was pouring the water into the glass she saw an old damaged car driving across the bumpy road. She never saw that car in the neighborhood. A few seconds later Brittany heard a weird knock that she has never heard before. She thought that it was her parents but no. It wasn’t.

What I learned about my family and most importantly about myself is that we all have a role in our community. The money that I earn by completing my chores goes towards my favorite shops and some I save for the future in a savings account. The role I serve in my town goes through the church community, where I spend most of my Sundays helping my grandmother with Bible School. My History has always contained me playing sports like soccer, gymnastics also teeball, baseball lastly softball. But my timeline also contains my parents divorce and my knee injury. My house was built inside a huge rock wall that is barrier around the back side of my house. I have learned a lot not only about what my role is in the world, but that everyone has a part

I once believed teaching was the least gratified, but most important career until I remembered motherhood which is more arduous yet less appreciated than any other job. Mothers serve for at least eighteen years, everyday, sunup and far past sundown, without sick days, and arguably no pay. My mother, Manola Jean-Mary having eleven children has done the impossible for twenty-two years with seventeen more to go. There has been countless opportunities missed, many decisions questioned, even hospitalization because of the side effects of stress, however with no regrets she continues to do her absolute best for every one of us. A dissertation could be written about her strength, hardships, and how she has prevailed, but this essay only briefly explains my mother as my source of inspiration. I reached a point where I lost all motivation, any urge to accomplish anything. I was convinced that everything I did was unsatisfactory, that my role in this world, and my efforts were unimpactful,

Is college right for you? When you think of college, fear is probably the first thing that comes to mind. Coty, a mother of 4 children, 33 years old, and always has a big smile on her face… Well, at least most of the time. She has long black hair, light brown eyes, and if you look closely, a tattoo behind her ear. Most people will assume she’s just a college student but really, she’s a “mom”. I chose to interview Coty because she’s very encouraging and a very talkative person. My mom has a lot to say about her college experience.

The children were listening to the Alligator Alphabet book and were introduced to the letters and their sounds.

Not only as a woman, but as a Mexican, my mother demonstrated to be the strongest person in the world. Since a very young age, growing up in a very difficult environment like it is Mexico, she learned how to see for herself. And through her life my mom appreciated all the lessons she experienced, never with a pessimistic outlook. That is why she always had the wisest words that encourage me to be brave when taking decisions. As the same way her mother’s determination shaped her to become someone independent and with more knowledge, is the same way my mother’s experiences influence me to have her strength. Unlike other mothers, mine was excited when I started solving problems by my own without her guidance, acting like a young adult. The fact

The first time I was ever called a Feminist was in my freshman year of high school. It was a hot day in early June. Every student was itching to be set free on their summer vacation. Before the bell rang, The afternoon announcements rang out over the intercom with the usual monotonous stuff like the clubs that were meeting after school that day, and last call to hand in uniforms for the sports season that had just ended. Then came the standard dress code announcement. "Ladies and gentleman, we know the weather is heating up, but please still adhere to the schools dress code. This means that shorts must be fingertip length, and there are to be no open toed shoes or flip flops." After going to public school all my life, I had heard all of these

Despite all of the obstacles my mother has faced, she always strived to become successful and take care of her family. The youngest child and only daughter of six children, she is a first generation college graduate and the first person in her family to attend college. After completing her masters degree in education, she taught at the high school level for thirteen years. After that, she was a distance learning teacher at Kamehameha Schools Maui for around six years.

Yes, I had one parent I could never make happy. She believed her son was more disabled than he actually was. I still can make her happy, but I have to make sure he is receiving exactly what he needs and encourage independence. One of our main goals is to have students leave high school and be able to function independently. This has been an ongoing issue for the four years I have been in this position. It makes almost every day tense because the mother is a school employee. There are some other facts, but it is quite a long story. It would have helped to have some support during this situation. I have felt like I have had none. I am glad you have the support worker.

She is always telling me and my brothers to work hard in life and to do our best so we can have a better life than the one she had while growing up. My biggest motivation to work hard and to always do my best is my dad. I lost him when I was only 6 years old, every time I feel like giving up I think of him and how I want to make him proud and for him to know that I have succeeded in life. My career is also a motivation for my success in life. I think about what I want to become in life and where I want to be in the future and it motivates me to do better and to not give up so easily.