Narrative Essay For My Mother

I remember as clear as yesterday when I was standing in front in the Volle Evangelie kerk, church ready to recite a poem for The congregationa and specially for my mother. The poem was called “My Mamie”, my mother I got stage fright and I said that same prhase over at least 5 times then ran off the front. Well I am not going to do that now. Before I get into the juicy part of this memoirs I need to remind you that I loved my mother dearly. I was glad to have a mother like her, she was not perfect. She was no even always there when I needed her but she was great when she was there. My mother loves god and started many satellite churches and served as Sunday school director for many years.My mother always kept my life interesting and fun …show more content…
She never ran out of creative ideas and still is the greatest painter I know. She knows lots of boere rade (home cures). My ma het geen bang haar op haar kop nie. She fears nothing. She is strong and learns fast. There is no cook in the whole wild world like my mother. She is an awesome mother but she wears the most unpractical clothing just for the look. And that look is the princess style. My mother is funny and sporty and above all she never give up no matter how sad thing go – she always makes a plan. My mother is a natural flirt and catch most mens eye even at age 69. My mother is brave she immigrated, and above all she survived a face lift – and that righ there counts for a lot.She ran away perhaps thirteen times if my memory does not fail - but the good part is she came back. My mother loved me no matter what – she alwsy made time for me. My morther taught me to forgive not to hold grudges but to let go and move on. (I myself struggled with teis lesson) She worked her butt off to keep my dad alive. My mother is a sweet girl and someone should write a song about her. So when I talk about the elements in my life about my family always keep in mind that fiction is filling in the blanks and never ever forget …show more content…
They complained with Mr.s Smith. Mr.s Smith moved Bessie away from Mark. Mark continued to pass notes to Bessie asking her to be his kys (girlfriend). When Bessie got older and started highschool Mark and she decided to go steady. Whenever they went out she took her friend Anneke with. She and Anneke joined the hockey team and there was less time to go out on small dates with Mark. Bessie started volunteering at the courthouse as a legal transcriber wrting in shorthand. She made a few extra rands and started planning her future career. Bessie wanted to become a lawyer. Bessie dressed to church like a real missy in office type outfits. She colored her hair yet black. She was a born again Christian and loved Jesus with all her heart, but she was a flirt at heart and loved the boy’s