PoemI love my mother.I wouldn’t trade her for any other.She’s always there for me,and knows me to a tee.When I’m feeling blue,she helps me power through.Her laughter is contagious,while her teddy bear hugs andbutterfly kisses are the greatest.My love for her continuously grows.As time goes on,I hope it shows.Forever her daughter I’ll always be,because no other mother could putup with me.
My Mom is…My mom is my rock. When all else fails, I know she is the oneperson I can count on to always be there for me. Whether I amhaving a bad day or feeling under the weather, my mom knowsjust what to do to cheer me up. Having her by my side makeseverything feel all right in the world.My mom is my hero. She brought me into this world and hasprovided a wonderful life for me. I never have to worry about athing because she takes care of it all. Her determination tomake my life the best it can be only makes me love her more.My mom is my best friend. We get each other in a way that noone else could even begin to understand. One minute we’rearguing and the next we’re laughing until we cry. It’s just thetype of relationship we have. It must have something to do withthe special mother-daughter bond we both share.My mom is my role model. When asked whom I wanted to belike when I grew up, I always responded with my mom. It isbecause of her that I strive to be the best daughter, friend,sister, and person I can be. Not only is my mom kind, honest,and loyal, but her outgoing personality is contagious as well.Everyone she meets is instantly drawn to her.My mom is my world. Without her, I don’t know where I wouldbe or what I would do.
My best friendOnly one who truly gets meThere through thick andthinHeart of goldEnjoyable to be aroundRemarkable role model
“Perfect Mom” RecipeIngredients:•1 box of love•1 cup of empathy•2/3 cup of patience•1 tbsp. of humor•¼ cup of strengthDirections:1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees2. Mix all of the ingredients together ina large bowl3. Pour mixture into a pan4. Bake for 10 minutes5. Remove from ovenEnjoy the “Perfect Mom”!Number of servings: 1
She cooks.She cleans.She does it all with little sleep.No one comes close to…Ad
NarrativeMy mother has taught me many things over the years, but I’ll never forget her teaching me how to ride a bike. I remember being jealous of all my friends inthe first grade who knew how to ride their bikes without training wheels. I felt like a baby still having the training wheels on my bike. I wanted to be a big kidand ride without them, so I begged my mom to teach me. She agreed to, not realizing what she had in store.The first step required taking the training wheels off of my bike. I felt so happy to have them taken off, I just wanted to jump on my bike and go for aride. My mom warned me it might take a little time before I could ride without my training wheels on. Lots and lots of practicing came next. With my momholding on to the bike for support, I took a seat on my bike. Surprised by how wobbly I felt on the bike, I began to get an uneasy feeling in my stomach thatthis was going to be harder than I thought. Again, my mom reassured me everything would be all right and I would eventually get the hang of it. We startedoff slow. I lifted my feet off of the ground and placed them on the pedals. My mom held onto the bike and walked alongside as I began to pedal. “I’m doingit, I’m riding without training wheels,” I thought to myself. With my mom’s support, riding seemed like a piece of cake. I felt like I got the hang of it, so Iasked my mom to let go. What a huge mistake! My mom let go of the bike too soon. I wobbled for a bit, started teetering, and then tilted over, causing me tofall down with my bike on top of me. I had scraped my knee on the concrete and began crying in pain. Before I knew it though, my mom appeared by myside again. She took my bike off of me and lifted me up, comforting me as she carried me back home. Then, she cleaned my wound and placed my favoriteDisney princess band-aid on it. I continued crying, no longer in pain but embarrassment and sadness over failing to ride on my own. My mom held me inher arms and attempted to calm me down. I’ll never forget the words she told me. She said, “Honey it is okay. You tried your best and that’s all that matters.Learning how to ride a bike takes practice. Not everyone gets it on his or her first try. You are bound to fall down a few times, but the important thing is toget back up and try again. You can do it, I know you can!” I needed to hear those words of encouragement. Knowing she believed in me made me want toget back on my bike and try again.The next day, I decided to try again. At first I didn’t want to fall off, so I made sure my mom gripped onto the bike as I pedaled along. We went downthe street like this before heading back home. On the ride back home, my mom would let go of the bike for just a few seconds, long enough for me to tryand get a feel for riding on my own/find my balance, before she grabbed hold again. Not quite ready for her to let go for good, we decided to head backhome. The next day I came ready to rock it.Feeling more confident then ever, my mom and I headed outside for the third time. I could feel it in my bones; today I would learn how to ride. Asusual, my mom started off holding onto my bike. Once I felt comfortable, I told her to let go. Hesitant to let go, I reassured her that I could do it this time.Sure enough, my mom let go, and I continued to ride. I started a little shaky, but then I got the hang of it and rode with ease. It seemed like I had been ridingon my own forever. I could feel the wind in my hair, and my mom yelling behind me, “You are doing it! Keep it up! Go Melissa!” A rush of excitementovercame me. I could ride my bike on my own without any help. I stopped at the end of the street and waited for my mom to reach me. She gave me thebiggest hug and kiss on the cheek while exclaiming, “Congratulations! I am so proud of you.” I felt a sense of accomplishment, but I knew I couldn’t havedone it without my mom. I thanked her for her help and not giving up on me or letting me give up on myself. She said, “Of course Melissa. I would doanything for you, and I’ll always be there for you.”My mom has stuck by her words. To this day, she has not let me down once. She encourages me each and every day and reminds me to alwaysdo my best. I don’t think she will ever realize how much I appreciate her and all of the things she has done for me throughout the years. I wouldn’t be thewoman I am today if it weren’t for her. I love my mom and the bond we will forever share of her teaching me how to ride a bike.
PersuasiveDear Mommy,Can I please get a puppy? My birthday is coming up, and a puppy would bethe best birthday present ever! I promise I will take of care of it. You have no ideahow much I want a puppy.Megan and I have been saving our allowance money, and together we haveenough to buy one. Isn’t that great? Then you don’t have to spend any of yourmoney. Also, I have been cutting ads out of the paper of puppies for sale. Could wego see some of them soon? I know you will fall in love with these puppies once youhave a chance to see them. I don’t know how you could resist the ones I found.Their pictures are just too darn cute. My first choice would be a Shih Tzu or a Yorkiebecause they are both small and adorable. I’ll be honest though, I would be happywith any puppy at this point. You can even pick the puppy out if you want to.If you let me get a puppy, here is a list of things I promise to do: train it, walkit, feed it, bathe it, clean up after it, play with it, and anything else needed to takecare of it. I know a puppy is a huge responsibility, but I know I am ready and canhandle it. You won’t have to do a thing. I have everything planned out. The puppycan stay in my room while I am at school and sleep on my bed at night. Then youdon’t have to worry about the puppy getting in your way. How perfect is that?Please mommy?! I promise I will be on my best behavior too. I won’t fightwith Megan, and I will do all of my chores. Anything you want me to do, consider italready done. Trust me, you won’t regret it if you let me get a puppy. Besides mom,all of my friends have pets. Why can’t we have a pet too? Once I get a puppy, Iwon’t ever ask for anything again. I love you! Will you please let me get a puppy?Love,Melissa
InformationalWhat’s the most exciting thing you have ever done?Well it’s not very exciting to most people, but I went on a cruise to the Bahamas.What is your biggest accomplishment?Being able to make it on my own since I was twenty-one.If you could go back in time would you change anything? Why or why not?Yes, I would not get married at twenty-one! I would have waited until I was at least twenty-five.Twenty-one is just too young.What is your biggest fear?Death.What is your most prized possession?My two daughters.What is your number one regret?Not finishing college.If you could trade places with someone else, who would it be and why?The first lady of the United States because I would like to experience what she does each day.What is your most memorable experience?Giving birth.If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?Hawaii! I have never been there, and I love warm weather.Where do you see yourself in ten years?Retired and living in a small ranch with your father.
More About PattyBucket List:1. Meet someone famous2. Take some cookinglessons3. Buy my dream car4. Ride a motorcycle5. Go for a hot air balloonride6. Be on a reality show likeThe Amazing Race7. See the Olympics inperson8. Go jet skiing9. Travel the world10. Win the lottery
Author My name is Melissa Gross. I am ajunior at UNC Charlotte majoring inElementary Education with aconcentration in mathematics.When I’m not in class, I love tospend time with my family andfriends. They mean the world tome. The purpose of my project is toconvey my thoughts and feelingsabout my mother. I wanted to writedown in words how much Iappreciate her and the things shehas done for me. The intended audience for myproject is my family, and of course,my mom!