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    My mother is my hero. Growing up, my mother protected me from my abusive father, even risking her own safety. Though she was not a perfect mother and we had difficult times, she always showed me unconditional love. When I was rebelling as a teenager, it was my mother who cared for me and ensured my well-being. In a health crisis where she fell into a coma, I realized how much I appreciated her. Though we still argue sometimes, I am grateful to my mother for her bravery and for always being there for me despite our challenges.

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    My mother is my hero. Growing up, my mother protected me from my abusive father, even risking her own safety. Though she was not a perfect mother and we had difficult times, she always showed me unconditional love. When I was rebelling as a teenager, it was my mother who cared for me and ensured my well-being. In a health crisis where she fell into a coma, I realized how much I appreciated her. Though we still argue sometimes, I am grateful to my mother for her bravery and for always being there for me despite our challenges.

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    My mother is my hero. Growing up, my mother protected me from my abusive father, even risking her own safety. Though she was not a perfect mother and we had difficult times, she always showed me unconditional love. When I was rebelling as a teenager, it was my mother who cared for me and ensured my well-being. In a health crisis where she fell into a coma, I realized how much I appreciated her. Though we still argue sometimes, I am grateful to my mother for her bravery and for always being there for me despite our challenges.

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    My mother is my hero. Growing up, my mother protected me from my abusive father, even risking her own safety. Though she was not a perfect mother and we had difficult times, she always showed me unconditional love. When I was rebelling as a teenager, it was my mother who cared for me and ensured my well-being. In a health crisis where she fell into a coma, I realized how much I appreciated her. Though we still argue sometimes, I am grateful to my mother for her bravery and for always being there for me despite our challenges.

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    The author faced challenges with her father's favoritism towards her sister and lack of love for her, but her mother was always supportive and protective of her.

    The author's father showed favoritism towards her sister and lacked love for the author. He also got angry at her and threatened her with a knife on one occasion.

    The author's mother protected her from her father when he threatened her with a knife. She also took care of the author when she was in the hospital.

    MY MOTHER IS MY HERO

    Being a mom is one of the most difficult role in the entire life of a mother.
    She need to carry her child to her womb in nine months until she gave birth.
    Breastfeeding, sleeping late at night, feeling nervous and worried because she
    don’t know what her child wants, and making sure that her child feels
    comfortable and safe. That are some of the sacrifices of a good mother to her
    child. Is it they are a hero?

    My mother isn’t that perfect as other mom is. There is still her weakness. She
    is oftentimes angry, always in a high pitch and sometimes, she used to harm us.
    I/we got scared but that was just for a while. After a few minute, there we go
    again, we are going to ne “pasaway” again. That is our daily routine when I and
    my siblings are in our younger age. Even my mother is not an ideal mom, we felt
    our love to us, especially me. Even though we are not born rich, we really feel the
    love of our parents to us. My father is a joker so he used to tell us jokes always and
    that serves as our family bonding. When my father got angry, he is the worst father
    I’ve ever known. There my mother goes! She’ll be going to use her superpowers.
    She fight my father back and makes sure we are safe.

    They even used to exchange bad words and trash talks but after that,
    they’ll be fine again. My childhood looks like a nightmare because of my father
    and my mother but it is full of memories. As years passed by, everything had
    changed except the love of our mother to us. 5 years ago, I became aware to
    my surroundings but still, I am not fully matured. My father had a favouritism in our
    house and that is my only sister. He almost always appreciate every little things on
    her. He often compare me to her because soon, she will graduate in college, but
    me? Nah. I’m not studying that time because they can’t afford me from sending
    to school. When my sister did something wrong, and I am in her side, my father
    thought that it was my fault even if I am explaining to him what had happened. I
    thought my father doesn’t like and love me. I never felt the whole love of my
    father before. Even though my father doesn’t like me, I know that my mother
    loved me very well. Every place where my mom is going, I want to be always at
    her side. Going to our neighbourhood’s house, to the market and even on the
    same bed, all I want is I am at her side because I really felt safe with her. Because
    of my father, I felt that I’m useless, longing for a father’s love to his daughter. Yes,
    I can say that I became a rebel before. I used to go out almost every night to go
    to my friend’s house, drinks alcohol but never tasted cigarette and came home
    late at night. Every time I want to go out, I always ask my mother’s permission and
    she always granted me. As I came home late at night, when I knocked the door,
    my mother opens it. One night, my father is scolding me, he said that I am just
    nothing compared to my sister. I got angry because of his words. I don’t know
    what comes in my mind that time why I repeatedly answered him, “ni Precy met
    lang aminen! Basta laketdi nu agsao kan, Precy’n!” My father got very angry
    because of what I answered to him. Because of his anger, he got his I don’t know
    what to call it if samurai or a knife. My mother hurriedly came to me, to protect
    me from my father who is ready to harm me. My mother stopped my father, she
    got that thing of my father’s hands. Because of that scene, I didn’t talked to my
    father for almost a month and thanks to my mother who saves me from my father.

    My mother is my hero as well as my best enemy but I love her so much,


    without her, I am nothing. Every thing, I shared to her. Every little story of my friend,
    everything that had happened to me, I also tell her a joke and worst, I bully her,
    telling her that she is a big big whale. My mother got angry and she even trash
    talk me. Almost every time, I bully her. There was a time, I bought my own
    umbrella, and my mother borrowed that to me so I let her. As she came home,
    she told me that my umbrella is missing. She didn’t know where she put it. I got
    angry, I scolded my mom, and we got fight. Because of my anger, I didn’t talked
    to her, almost a month until one night, last 2015, an incident came to her. At
    exactly 12, mom continuously vomiting. We are so much worried and brought my
    mother to the nearest hospital. The nurses gave her a medicine that would make
    her calm and it is effective. After an hour, my father told me to go home because
    I had a Saturday class before. In the morning, as I was preparing my things to bring
    in school, our neighbourhood came to me worriedly and asked my mother. I told
    her that she is fine and she is in the hospital. She replied, “Ket apay garud nga
    kunada kanyak inyakar da kanu isuna ti ospital ket comatose?” I cried. I didn’t
    know that my mother is in the state of comma. I really cried a lot. I quickly called
    my father and asked him. He confirmed it and it was true. Yes, my mother is really
    in comma. To cut my story short, one day, I visited her at the ICU, that time she
    was already awake. I’m in tears but I didn’t let them fall. As I touched my mother’s
    arm, she quickly get them away from me. I felt that she is angry to me so I cried. I
    remembered that last time, we quarrelled because of that umbrella. Her doctors
    transferred her to a private room. I used to take good care of her as an exchange
    to her goodness before while she was in the hospital. I did whatever things I can
    do to serve her because I felt guilt that time. Now, my mother is fine. She again
    always in a high pitch, a trash talker but not a big big whale anymore.

    My mother is really a hero. Imagine that? She survived from being slept for
    four days. Because of that incident, I promised to myself that I will be nice to her
    as long as I can and that is what I am doing until now. I am really thankful because
    God granted my wish. Even though the big big whale doesn’t look like before,
    she is still my supermom and I am really proud because of her bravery.
    DIVINE WORD COLLEGE OF VIGAN
    BURGOS ST., Vigan City 2700

    Essay – MY MOM IS MY HERO

    ENGLISH 27
    STUDY AND THINKING SKILLS

    TABUSARES, MARY MAE BERNADETTE V.


    BEED III

    MS. JOANLYN TACUD


    INSTRUCTOR
    SEPTEMBER 12, 2018

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