She shows her children a lot of love and attention and she works hard to be a good mother. Loving, hardworking, and a great parent best describe her. LaRhonda Anderson is a loving person. She never treats me wrong and she has a good heart. Also LaRhonda always helps her friends or siblings that are in need of help.
O how happy she was to see them, for “she wept for very pleasure when she felt their little arms clasping her” (127). Loving her children greatly, Edna Pontellier loves to be an individual
Jeannie, the inspiration for it all, seemed like a woman of true love for what she did and how much she loved kids. Krosoczka furthermore gave back to the people that gave to him with the book and also created this amazing day for the lunch ladies to feel even more appreciated. After reading the article it made me look at what other people who aren’t as appreciated. For example, police officers, crossing guards, and post officers, it makes me think that these people do things that don’t receive a lot of recognition. However, they’re not in need of a day, but they should deserve some type of recognition for what they do for the community.
Merle was a working mother with three children and a partner who worked away from town. The qualities I admired most were:- * Merle always had a positive attitude and always had, or made time, for the staff . * she was able to explain tasks and demonstrate what was required to complete the tasks in a manner that everyone was able to understand. * Merle always provided feedback with a positive attitude, yes even bad feedback news/results. * She was confident in her own role as well as the roles that we had to fulfil, and our abilities to achieve the required outcomes.
In the end her and her baby got the help they were looking for, and were adopted into the family. This was all because she wanted to do the right thing for her child. This made me highly respect Mandy, and I had this feeling about her the entire book. People that do the right thing get
Herberth 1 Wendy Herberth Mr. Smith ENG1101 E-Learning November 18, 2012 "Mommy dearest" "Mirror mirror on the wall", I am really like my mother after all. Daughter and mother relationships are something so valuable and should be treasured in my opinion. Many young girls admire their mothers, as they are their very first friend. They are each other's confidantes and pals. A mothers duty is to protect their young, and giving birth to a baby girl is a miracle, but then raising a daughter is a whole different miracle.
The hero in my life would have to be my “granny” Beverly Ann Pinckney Jefferson. She is a caring, motivated, optimistic, and loyal individual that I know I can always count on. My granny is a woman that cares for everyone. She would care for a complete stranger if she feels he or she needs assistance. She is also known to be faithful and helpful
There aren’t many people who are as strong as her to push their selves to overcome their struggles. Not only did she learn a lesson, but so did all her loved ones. They became more united as a family. Anything is possible when you give it your all and don’t give your hopes up. Also, the positive things she’s done going out her way after her recovery, talking to others about her experience and how she was able to get on her feet is an awesome thing she did.
Ashes for Beauty there are only gainers and no losers. The program is designed for positive outcomes. The girls that will be mentored will gain knowledge, self esteem, confidence and the true meaning of self worth. Ashes for Beauty will provide mentorships, counseling, workshops, group meetings, and referral services to the girls (and parents) who participate in the program. The program will be beneficial to the girls because it will allow them to feel accepted for who they are, not having to pretend to be someone they are not.
His mother cared for him when he was ill, taught and nurtured him through his youth; in contrast, his gesture seems paltry and insignificant. The appearance of dialogue in the fifth stanza underscores the speaker's feeling and he braids his voice with that of his mother: "Here is a breathing body and a beating heart,/ strong legs, bones and teeth,/ and two clear eyes to read the world, she whispered,/ and here, I said, is the lanyard I made at camp." Her words are poetic and graceful. Her gifts have helped her child become strong, compassionate, and insightful. The contrast with his lanyard—a word that seems odder, and more awkward with each repetition—grows more and more striking, as the adult speaker pokes fun, none too gently, at his clueless younger