special someone
There is Someone For Everyone
“I hate my mom. I swear she get on my nerves always judging what I do. We argue everyday about dumb things that she don’t even have to speak on. I be telling her to stay out of my business. I’m too grown for her to be constantly in my business. When I finally get a job, I’m moving out. I cannot take any more of this woman anymore. She never listens to what I have to say. I hate that woman.” Majority of everybody I know says these exact words, or about the same words about their mother. I ‘am proud to say, I’m not one of those people. Of Course, I want to move out one day, what kid doesn’t! But it will not be for any reason or ever will for having a bad relationship with my mother. Going to different schools, all my life, help me to appreciate the relationship with my mother more and more. I see nowadays and back in my schools days how much a child really hates their mother. I would never forget in my second grade class, an incident that happened similarly to the, “I hate my mom” topic. The little girl was acting a nut case in class, so the teacher called her mother to see if she would come and calm her down. What I expected out of her was for her to get her act together once her mom comes up to the school! But unfortunately, that’s not what happened. As soon as the mother arrived, the daughter and the mom started arguing. Being only in second grade, this surprised me very much. The way that the pitch of the little girl voice was outrageous. It did not even sound like her. The mother looked like she wanted to cry. The parent face was candy red, her veins from her eyes were as red as her face. It was showing all the pain she was going through, and arguing with her daughter didn’t make it any better. After seeing all this, it made me want to go in a corner and cry. It tore my heart into pebble size pieces to see a girl act this way to a woman who raised her, and gave birth to her. I was always told by my teachers and friends parents
“I hate my mom. I swear she get on my nerves always judging what I do. We argue everyday about dumb things that she don’t even have to speak on. I be telling her to stay out of my business. I’m too grown for her to be constantly in my business. When I finally get a job, I’m moving out. I cannot take any more of this woman anymore. She never listens to what I have to say. I hate that woman.” Majority of everybody I know says these exact words, or about the same words about their mother. I ‘am proud to say, I’m not one of those people. Of Course, I want to move out one day, what kid doesn’t! But it will not be for any reason or ever will for having a bad relationship with my mother. Going to different schools, all my life, help me to appreciate the relationship with my mother more and more. I see nowadays and back in my schools days how much a child really hates their mother. I would never forget in my second grade class, an incident that happened similarly to the, “I hate my mom” topic. The little girl was acting a nut case in class, so the teacher called her mother to see if she would come and calm her down. What I expected out of her was for her to get her act together once her mom comes up to the school! But unfortunately, that’s not what happened. As soon as the mother arrived, the daughter and the mom started arguing. Being only in second grade, this surprised me very much. The way that the pitch of the little girl voice was outrageous. It did not even sound like her. The mother looked like she wanted to cry. The parent face was candy red, her veins from her eyes were as red as her face. It was showing all the pain she was going through, and arguing with her daughter didn’t make it any better. After seeing all this, it made me want to go in a corner and cry. It tore my heart into pebble size pieces to see a girl act this way to a woman who raised her, and gave birth to her. I was always told by my teachers and friends parents