Mother Tongue Essay

Mum shouted up the stairs, "Come down here now!" Her shout interrupted the nostalgia I was feeling from lying on my bed appreciating the array of star wars posters and memories plastered on my walls. There were only a few weeks until I started university and reach one step closer to reaching my dream of being an astrophysicist. I answered "Coming!" and began to make my way downstairs, as I was walking down the stairs something in the atmosphere felt different, as if something had changed and I…

Mom, Mother, Dad, and Father Never did I ever question that Gregg and Denise Pattison were my mom and dad. They had the familiar faces I was used to seeing every day, whether it was picking me up from school, taking me to the doctors or tucking me into bed every night, they were mom and dad to me. Every day around one o’clock in the afternoon the mail came, frequently there were letters from a woman named Tammy Defulvio. Those letters seemed of interest to my mom, she never opened them and…

the same interests and inspires you to accomplish the goals set in your life. They fill you with determination to be the best that you can be and do the most amazing things. My mother started a not so good life at a very young age, yet she is the most amazing and hard-working woman I know. Ever since she was born, my mother had been a wild child. She was the little girl that did the funniest things, the craziest things; and when she did something wrong you weren’t able to punish her because…

child. Once it comes to the point in women having a father in their child’s life or not gets scary. Scary because a child is life changing and not something easy to just take on by yourself. There are many things a father can bring to the table that a mother can necessarily not. A man is a crucial part of having a strong…

Growing up in my family is oddly difficult. My mom, dad, and 3 brothers all came from Mexico with no money, no clothes, and no plans.i have 3 brothers named Marco who was 18 at the time, Luis who was about 16, and the youngest of my brothers named Vincente who was 8. My dad worked 2 jobs day and night to provide for them, literally non-stop just to get bread on the table, while my mom babysat kids from the neighborhood enough to earn for some kind of money. They wanted to just give up and go…

I wake up to the annoying sound of my mothers croaky smokers cough. It is not only killing her, it is killing the family. I slowly decide to roll out of bed around nine, even though it’s a Saturday, there are at least ten to twelve empty cans of VB laying on the floor. Mum had her friends over last night for her usual Friday night catchup. The smell of cigarette smoke coming from the lounge room is making its way to my bedroom is just awful it’s not great on any day but after a Friday night it’s…

proven to be a better mother than Aunt Alexandra. First of all, Alexandra is too strict of a motherly figure. This is first proven in the words she says upon arriving, which is commanding Calpurnia to put her bag in the front bedroom, and Jean Louise to stop scratching her head (Lee 169). In fact, most of what their aunt says to them are remarks to do this or to be more like that. This suggests that she is too hard on Jem and Scout. Rather than building the kids up like a good mother should,…

example for this effect of divorce of children. Following the divorce, Jane’s mother had more custody over Jane, her older brother, and her younger sister. Jane’s older brother did not agree with this settlement at all. He began to see his mother as selfish for having them more than their father did. Jane’s brother began to find himself resenting his mother for keeping him from his father. He felt as though his mother was trying act like she was the better parent by taking care of them more of…

Welcome to the Land of Ogres It was the moment my world stopped. The moment the birds flew away for safety and little kids playing so noisily outside ran home to their beloved mothers. I can remember it clearly. “James, Yvonne. Your dad is very sick, he can’t cope living here anymore, and his mummy and granny have both died. That is why we’re moving to Scotland.” I could feel the hatred both my brother and I had towards my mum for saying something that was beyond our wildest dreams of…

3rd grade: I was staring that club write in the eye, it was staring at me like a hawk. The contact was so loud, it sounded like a bomb, my ears rang so loud it hurt. I put my hands on my head but something was not right, instead of my fingers stopping at my forehead they went inside. I looked at my hands and they were just red, all red. My instinct was to scream, so that’s what I did, even though I didn’t feel anything. I laid down and some random guy sat on top of me and started to hold my…