Castillo’s openness was like a door way into another realm. I would always view teachers as oppressors or the type of people who didn’t involve their human sides in professional environments. My motivational mother wasn’t like that though. Once I submitted to her the way I felt and why I felt that way she would tell me about her life. We kept a journal. Every time I had something going on at home or in school I would just write. Write my expressions, my feelings, my faults. She did the same and we responded to each other, exchanging the book back and forth weekly, sometimes daily. It was so refreshing to have someone see my side of a story and reflect upon it without judging it. I began to grow comfortable around her. At ease with the things going on around me because I had an anchor in an ocean of storms that kept me at bay. Now, whenever I would rebel she would let me explain why I felt I should have. I still never got to walk away without a scolding, but it was so refreshing to know that someone was doing it out the kindness of their heart, with
Castillo’s openness was like a door way into another realm. I would always view teachers as oppressors or the type of people who didn’t involve their human sides in professional environments. My motivational mother wasn’t like that though. Once I submitted to her the way I felt and why I felt that way she would tell me about her life. We kept a journal. Every time I had something going on at home or in school I would just write. Write my expressions, my feelings, my faults. She did the same and we responded to each other, exchanging the book back and forth weekly, sometimes daily. It was so refreshing to have someone see my side of a story and reflect upon it without judging it. I began to grow comfortable around her. At ease with the things going on around me because I had an anchor in an ocean of storms that kept me at bay. Now, whenever I would rebel she would let me explain why I felt I should have. I still never got to walk away without a scolding, but it was so refreshing to know that someone was doing it out the kindness of their heart, with