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My Mum essay

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Introduction

Everyone in the world has a different opinion about what a hero is. They come in many shapes, sizes; have different characteristics, values, and beliefs. For me, a hero is someone who is willing to put a hundred percent effort into protecting you from pain. They will stop at nothing to provide you with the security of safety; and will share with you the knowledge required for survival. A hero doesn't have to have impeccable character or high importance in society. A hero just needs to be someone who cares for your happiness and be the sunshine on a rainy day. My mother is my hero. I was about ten years old when I first realised how much of a hero my mother was. I began to understand that the consequences and discipline inflicted on me was not in hatred, but to teach me a simple lesson about life skills. ...read more.

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As my hero my mother has gone out of her way to make sure my happiness is always fulfilled. During my childhood my favourite holiday was Christmas. Like every child, I used to wake up extra early on Christmas morning just to see what Santa had left under the tree. There was never a time where I had woken up to disappointing present-less stocking or missing poorly wrapped package with the scribbled "love Santa" embroidered on the side. She had really made me feel that this magical being was coming every year to drop off that present under the Christmas tree. What really made my mother an outstanding hero is that Santa's present was always ten times better than her own. She'd even act surprised when I beamed a huge smile after unwrapping the present to find just what I wanted. My mother is a hero in the sense that she didn't hesitate to make me happy. ...read more.

Conclusion

As my hero she comforted me when I was in pain, and when I needed her most. She was like my shield on a battle field. She was able to provide me with a sense of security giving me the confidence that everything would be alright. My mother has taught me to be happy and true to myself. She has taught me morals, values, respect, and most importantly has always been there for me. My mother is a hero not because of what she offers to the world, but what she offers to me. She makes me feel like I am the most important person in the world. I know that she would drop anything in the world if it meant protecting me from being hurt. She has taught me to love the skin that I'm in, and never to be afraid of expressing my personality. When I grow up, I hope I can be just like her. ...read more.

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