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Tribute to my mother
Tribute to my Mother
Claribel Brizuela Rivera

“I believe in love at first sight, because I love my mother since I opened my eyes.” I admire this woman with all my soul. We have been together through thick and thin. She has giving me the reasons to consider her a strong, supportive, determined and loving woman. Who has showed me values, respect and how to face situations without giving-up.
My family was raised in Cuba; we were a poor family, but a hard working family who never went to bed without dinner. My grandmother left school while she was in sixth grade because she had to take care of her four brothers, while her mom worked sewing weeding dresses which took her days to finish. Years past and my mother grew up in a hard working environment. Her dad had alcoholic problems which cause him to get aggressive. His behavior affected my grandmother and my mom in a lot of different ways. After years of suffering they ran away and left to another city. My grandmother always encourages my mom to study and follow her dreams. My mother was so motivated by her mom that she finished high school with a high GPA, and won a free scholarship to Habana, the capital of Cuba. She knew it was the only chance she had to improve her life style, but refuse to leave. Her reasons were that she didn’t want to leave her mom sick, and move far away; and her words were “my mother goes before anything, and she needs me now.” My grandmother suffered from claustrophobia; she had a resent accident at the hotel she was working; the elevator broke and she was stuck inside for five hours.
At the age of eighteen my mother was married by church with my father. A year later I was born. Our house and all our family was blessed with joy and happiness. My mom returned to her job and took a challenging step forward taking English night classes. It was a good decision because she got promoted as a manager. Years past and my mother receive the news of winning a lottery of visa. In 1998 the

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