A Real Hero

What a hero should be.. It's not Spiderman, that's for sure.

People have been saying that they learn from their mistakes. Isabel Barraza, my mom, has learned from other people’s mistakes. She has also overcome many adversities and challenges. However, she is still strong and not giving up. Not only is she my mom and my hero, but my best friend.
    Ever since she was a little girl, her parents have given her a difficult time. Her dad worked at a liquor store and her mom wasn’t there for her or her brother and sister- both younger. The three of them would always have to walk to school about five miles each day. During the summer where the weather was hot and the sun felt like it was in their faces, their thin little shoes were about to melt; and even in the winter when it was about 10 F or lower and the wind was blowing in their frost-filled faces.
    When my mother’s brother was about four years old he broke his arm pretty badly. He was in the hospital for a while and my mom had to visit him before and after school. She was about twelve years old and went to school full time. Every day she woke up at 4:00 in the morning to go the hospital, since it was about 45 minutes away and she had to walk. Then she would leave the hospital and walk back to her school.
    Throughout her life, my mom had to deal with people not appreciating her and treating her like she were a servant. Not only did she have to clean the whole house, but she would also have to cook for everyone, and some days there wouldn’t be any food left for her. She had to move quite a few times. The first time she moved her parents sent her to Cuauhtémoc, Chihuahua in Mexico by herself so she could start working and buy them the stuff they needed for the move.
    A few years later, living in Cd. Juarez, she fell hopelessly in love with Abel
Garcia, my father. “Love is blind.” That’s what she would tell me. And now I see what she meant. My father has treated her the worst. He only gives her what he wants, which is only about $300 or less every fifteen days. And with that she has to pay the bills, gasoline, groceries and whatever else is needed. There are four people living in the house- my brother, sister, mom, and me. And everything nowadays are too expensive. Needless to say, my father is not a dad or a husband.
    Now, my mom is working hard to succeed. She is taking English classes and has now advanced to a new grade. I know she will she will be successful, but it just takes time and patience. She will get her GED, hopefully sooner than we hope for . Her dream is to become a pilot, even though she has never been on a plane. My mom has not reached that goal because she had me at a young age and said she would rather take care of us than spend money on herself.
    On Friday, August 7th 2009 her grandma passed away. It was hard on all of us and our family. Unfortunately we could not go to the funeral because it was held in Mexico. It will not be the same, but I know that we will all get through it.
    Isabel Barraza is my mom, my best friend… My hero.  
 
 

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Ya you r right....ur mom is the Real Hero..... As this is a factual and a real life composition...dramatic and ornamental writing is least expected...... u portrayed ur mom's character very well...I liked it.......