Why don't you love me? If you did you wouldn't be doing that!"
"Who are you to tell me that I don't love you? I carried you for nine months and this is the thanks that I get!" "Let me tell you about love, Miss know it All! I'm beating you not only because you did something wrong but because I love you and if I didn't you wouldn't understand. And it is also to show you that love comes in all different shapes ahd form."
The person I admire the most is my mother, Ms.Flora. Not only is she my mother, but she's my best friend. My mother grew up on a small island in the Caribbean called St. Lucia. She was one of five children who lived in a two room house which no indoor plumbing. She never once complained about the thins she had and the things she wished she had. She made do in order to help support
Six years later she gave me a baby sister. My mother enjoyed reading dearly, and she would read any piece of paper or scrap she could find. Finishing school at age of fifteen, my mother was faced with two choices: either go to the country to pick different fruits and vegetables and sell them for money, or become a school teacher. Growing up so fast helped my mother grow wise in many ways. Determination led her to the United States in search of a better way of life and more education. That job paid her just enough money to survive. Ten strong men physically could not out-match my mother's strength mentally. After three years of teaching, she ran to the recruiting center as soon as she was eighteen. I admire her because of her strength, and determination.