My Mother’s Strength Unlike Gary Soto in “Looking for work. ” I didn’t look to the television to imitate what my idea of a family was. My family included my mother, my brother and my sister and that was enough for me. I never really focused on not having a dad around; it wasn’t as important as having our mom, who was always there for us. Many people believe that to be a productive family there needs to be two parents in the household. However, I know different. My mother was both parents and did just fine as a single mother raising and supporting three kids all by herself.
Mom was the nurse that made me feel better whenever I got sick. She was teacher, because she taught me to read and to write. She cared and loved me but also punished me whenever I did something wrong. Mom was my best friend. I could talk to her and confide in her for anything. There is no power greater than my mother’s strength. Her strength has molded me and made me into who I am today: I’m someone that’s looking to better her life with hard work and perseverance. I lived in a block where people didn’t really work or attend school. The majority were on welfare.
Mom would always say to me, “You are not where you come from but you can use where you came from to better your life. ” I used my surroundings as the motivation I needed to become a better person. I didn’t want to be like my neighbors. To be different, I had to act different. So that just what I did. I attended school and got good grades. I was hardly outside with the bad kids from the neighborhood. I never got into trouble with the police. To me, my block was nothing like the ordinary. Gary Soto describes his working class neighborhood “ We lived in an ordinary block of mostly working class people. (Soto: Looking for Work, p27Re-Reading America) Gary Soto was always outside. He loved to mingle with his neighbors. In his narrative, Soto states “I had a nine-year-old’s vision of wealth that would save us from ourselves” (Soto Looking for Work p26 in Re-Reading America) Gary Soto thought that by changing his family and their habits, he could make them become more like the families on the televisions. He wanted to change them and wanted them to act the families on the shows. Gary Soto wanted to work to become rich. He felt that by doing odd jobs around the neighborhood it would bring him closer to achieving his goals for wealth.
I think that Gary Soto did not appreciate his family. Unlike me Gary Soto did not realize the influence that family has on us. He was always trying to change them. My husband and my kids are very important to me. I make sure to tell them how much I love them everyday. I feel the need to tell them this because my mom always told us that she loved us and still due till this day. I come from a very affectionate family; One in which we are all allow to express our feeling. Growing up with a single mother was not easy. My Mmomom didn’t always have the money and the resources needed to provide for us.
But sheShe always did what she could to make sure we were provided forhad food, shelter and clothes. I remember when my mom used to sell pennies to the MacDonald right below the building we lived in just to have enough to eat. I was always grateful for having food. While making of my peers in school had fancy sneakers I didn’t have that. But I never focused on what others had over me because I knew that everything we had was provided with lots of hard work. Nothing came easily in our home. Her Mom’s determination and perseverance madeakes me admired my mother.
I try to immulateemulate her strength in many ways because she struggled and is still struggling but she never has never gave iven up on n life. life or on us. When I’m faced with hard times or I’m feeling down, I think about how hard my mom works. I think about the many obstacles she’d faced and I use her strength to tell myself that if she’d survived could do it and survive thaen so will I. Life is not easy! y. Something can and will always go wrong. Just like my mom; I have also been faced with tough similar situations. I’ve lost my job, and was almost evicted.
Problems have ways of coming one after another. My daughter got sick, my car got towedlled and my lights were shut off because of non-payment all on the same day. I felt so bad I was just ready to give up but I thought about my mother’s strength. As a mother, I try to instill the same values on my kids that my mother did with me. I pass on the habits my mother instilled in me. I make a daily habit to tell them my kids how and show them how much I love them because my mom told me that every day. I always talk to my daughter and ask about the things that are important to her because my mom did the same with me.
I also make it a habit of having time along with my daughter just like my mom did with me. Is important that she knows that I’m her mother and her best friend. I want her to always come to me whenever she has a problem. Living in the ghetto really influenced the way my mom raised us. I can recall instanced where we were not allow to go outside unless it was with her. She didn’t want us to be influence by our surroundings and the people that lived there. In the ghetto you see it all. Crack heads, drug dealers, and prostitutes were some of my daily sighting.
Now that I have my own Childrenchildren, I try my best to provide the best way I know how, by educating them and by loving them the same way my mom provided and raised us. The environment I greow up in has lots to do with who I am today. I never took to smoking or doing drugs even thought all that all anyone did in my neighborhood. Spending time with my daughter is one of the many things that I do often. She is 8 years old and has a very active mind. There’s always one question or another. Like, Mommy why is the sky blue? Mommy why do I have to go to sleep? Fridays, after I pick her up from school, I take her to get a scoop of ice cream.
I know this makes her feel special. I see the sparkles in her eyes. This is definitely something that she likes and it makes her feel important. My husband and my kids are very important to me. I make sure to tell them how much I love them everyday. I feel the need to tell them this because my mom always told me that she loved us and still does until this day. I come from a very affectionate family; one in which we are all allowed to express our feelings. My goal is to provide the same for my children. I don’t have a fancy home or a fancy car or lots of money. However; I have my mother’s strength.