Inspiration

My Inspiration

For practically seventeen years of my life, my mother has been there to support me, give me advice, and to tell me what was the best thing for me to do and what was not. Looking back on all the memories, I remember my first day in nursery school. I did not know a single English word so my mother decided to enroll me a year early to catch up with the other children. Since she also was not acquainted with the English language, she began to take some night classes. So on top of a full-time job, house work, and taking care of the family; she took up two ESL night classes in attempt to help me with my English.
In the 1st grade, I saw my fellow classmates riding their bikes after school. Even though I could ride a bike, I still had those childish training wheels on. In admiration, I went home one day and asked my mother to take the training wheels off. I fell off my bike and scraped my bony knee on the jagged sidewalk in a struggle to stay on the bike, yet my mother was p...