my super mother

Ngoc Huynh
Rene Scheys
English 98
26 September 2013
My Super Mother
The person I will always remember in my entire life is my mother because she is the most sacrificial, loyal, and humorous lady that I have ever known. She is an inspiration to everything I do. I would not call her a friend, but she is an extraordinary person. She has been in my life since I was born and she will always be in my life no matter what happens. She is the one who has suffered to bring me into this world. I have learned to love her from the day I was born.
My mother was the first person to teach me how to talk and walk, and she was with me when I took my first step ever! The one showed me to believe in people and not to have grudges against one another. She always encouraged me to go along when I was ready to give up. She made sure that I was safe and happy throughout my childhood. It is the unconditional love that my mother feels that drives these feelings.
Mrs Duong, my mother, has sacrificed a lot of things for her family especially me, her first daughter. The mothers give a lot of awesome support to their children, whether it involves very visible support or simple background encouragement. She is 45 years old and has spent nearly half of her life for me. All of the mothers carry their baby in nine months and ten days in spite of a lot of painful, ugliness; they seem like they are the luckiest women in the world. In the same way, my seventeen years living with her was the brightest and the most wonderful time in my life before I moved to America and live with my dad. I just cannot forget anything about what she has done for me, every second that I spent with her. When all is well, a mother puts her children before anything else, including their own comfort and happiness. My mother has always provided me and my brother the best education opportunities that there could be. Resigning all the good things for her children, remember one time we had a vacation in the winter; there were three people and only two jackets. She firmly refused to wear a jacket however she was being sick, coughing and sneezing every minute. My mom forced me and my brother put that on, the next few days, her illness got worse which weakened her: pale faced, high fever which I can feel the heat when I stood by her, glassy-eyed. She did not know that not only she was struggling with the pain, her daughter was also. My chest was squeezed up and my heart was collapsed into pieces. No complaining, no regret at what she did, but tried to give me anything that she could afford, my mother should be awarded as a role-model mother for her noble sacrifice.
Furthermore mom has an impression on me by her loyal. I don’t know what people think about her situation but I call it as constant. Ten years, 13979 km, half way around the world, is the space that my parents have been separated from each other. Many friends of theirs said that they would have another partner soon cause my mom is pretty and alone. Love neither faded nor broken, my mom is still a faithful wife. My father and mother often meet each other through Skype so they can see how theirs life are going; just like a teenager couple dating, it has been a habit for 10 years which I often boast proudly about my parents to my friends that I think not many couples could do it. My dad is really blessed from God because God gave him such a loyal lady.
Besides that, my “boss” is really humorous. She is not harsh at her age. That is why people always feel comfortable and happy when they hang around with her, including me. No family party is crazy without her, she makes fun and her nature act is even funnier. Additionally, last time I cried on my 15th birthday, I told her that I wish something magical, special would occur at my birthday party; she just nodded her head up and down as she was setting up something in her mind; I did not recognize it was a signal of an evil plan. This is how she did, at my birthday night, nothing happened at all, no party, no cake, or balloons, not even my family at home. I was disappointed, guessing that people forgot my birthday; it had brought some tears to my eyes. Suddenly someone knocked at the door and rang the bell repeatedly. Coming out to open with mindless and wet eyes, rain water balloons were flung at me rapid-fire. I was completely wet as a rat that just came out of the sewer. It did not stop there; my crazy mother jumped at me, grabbed my face and pressed it on the huge birthday cake. I shiver right now when those scenes run through my mind again, and I remember how ugly I was on that day. Crying because of madness, crying because of being scared, and crying because such a happiness, and surprise day; I was wet from eyes to toes. Nevertheless I still love that memory so much which is hard for me to forget and hard for me to get mad at my humorous mommy.
That right! Those are all the characteristics that create my wonderful mother and what I will always remember about her. I admonish myself day by day that I should try harder to study, to work and be successful to pay her back, to make her proud of me as the way I have been proud of her. My mother is the most influential person in my life. She always helps me to solve my problem and stand strong in this complicated social, no other person in the world is as important as my mother. Altogether, I understand why this statement is famous: "God could not be everywhere and so he invented mothers"!