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Personal Narrative: How My Mom Changed My Life

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My parents came to America when I only was one year old in search of a better life and education for me. Coming from a small country, Guyana, they knew the value of an education and made every effort for me to do the best I could in school and as a human being. My mom worked extremely hard to send me to school, always prepared and neatly dressed with two pigtails every day. As a little girl, my mom constantly reminded me and my younger sister, Amelia, that all her hard work was for our benefit and all she asked from us was to work hard in school, always be polite and wear a smile. Amelia and I grew up with that deeply ingrained in our minds. Working hard in school seemed so petty in comparison to all the effort my mother put into her job as a nanny. She was always very busy and she usually came home extremely tired and weary, but that never stopped her from spending time with me and Amelia. Regardless of what time she came home, if my sister and I were up, she would be hugging and kissing us while holding us in her lap. My mom continues to love me with all her heart and she never fails to show it. I must say, I am very blessed to have a mother like her. …show more content…

It was a work in progress, so my dad was usually fixing whatever it was that needed to be repaired and I was always right by his side. He would call me for a wrench and I would beg him to let me tighten the bolt. I was fascinated by his precise measurements and the finished area, which always looked picture perfect. In kindergarten, I was confronted with the question of what I wanted to be when I grow up. It was then I realized I wanted to fix and build like my dad, but on a larger scale. My teacher told me that’s what engineers do, and ever since then I wanted to become an

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