By Cassandra Cirus
My mom loves us (her children). She always takes care of the little things. She doesnt less us wash almost ever. She makes sure we go out into the community look ing our best
I was helping my mother wash clothes, sometimes seeing the smile on someones face is so simple
Whenever my mom is making clothes, she tells us its not just that we need to go school we need to also learn the jobs of life. My mother teaches me how to live, the skills she has she passes on to her child. She teaches us constantly how to live tomorrow and how to live right.
In eveyrthing she does, my mother shows that she loves me. First when I got home from school she left me corn meal, and then afterwards told me there was some rice on the table for me. Even if though I cant get any bigger, my mom continues to feed me
When I got home from school, my mom told me she had just made us some mayi mollen. I appreciated having food as soon as I got home, many times we over look it but food is important