My Mother, My Teacher

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"Mother knows best!" is a saying that has relative significance to my life and the things I have learned from my own mother. Does she know everything? Lord, no! But after watching her and observing how she made it this far in life has helped to shape the kind of person I have become. My mother has lived through hell and back, and has hands down become one of the strongest people I know. She also happens to be one of the craftiest as well. This is a compilation of my memories from times when I was with my mother and the many things she has taught me over the years. Some of it is purposeful, some of it she unknowingly passed on to me. Whatever the case, this just proves that mothers should not be underestimated or dismissed as useless as many usually are. These are the important and very useful things my mother has taught me. My mother taught me domestication. Growing up at first in what seemed like a step above poverty and then living in a home where my stepfather was a tyrannical terror, I considered my mother to be the only parent I had. If I wasn't hiding out in my room, then I was sticking close to her. My early years were spent with learning the norm of motherly lessons. She put me to work around the house at the age of five, starting me off small as the person to put others' laundry away. As I got older she handed me the general chore of laundry and, eventually, cleaning the house in its entirety. She also put me in charge of my brothers several times when they were babies. This actually ended up bringing out what I like to call my 'maternal overdrive'. I had an overwhelming need to protect my brothers and care for them and Mom. This would prove to be a never dying instinct. I was so bad that my Mother once jokingly called me the "Second Mom" of the house while my brothers and I were playing one day. I thought it to be true then and everyone, including

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