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"my mom joined facebook": how we would react if our parents did too. omg, indeed..

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In yesterday's "cyberfamilas" column in the Times , cybermom Michelle Stlatalla addressed something I'm sure she's not the only one asking herself: why can't I be on the cutting-edge and get a Facebook account? And what happens if I join and try to friend my daughter? She got a harsh response: her daughter called her creepy , told her she shouldn't think she could "get away with this" and eventually friended her back after putting privacy settings on most of her profile. After reading her sad story, I asked myself, and my friends (whose responses are below), how the hypothetical situation in which our parents joined Facebook would turn out, and for my own response, I came up with two conclusions. Let me start with a not-so-hypothetical example from my own experience.

My mom didn't have to join facebook to see my profile, nor did she have to wait until I left my laptop unattended and hope I happened to still be logged on. One day, she just said she was curious, and asked me to show it to her. And I did. I figured it would unnecessarily disappoint her trust in me if I said no, and since she was well aware of my love for Regina Spektor, movies with Matt Damon in them, and the fact that college kids sometimes drink stuff with alcohol in it, there would be little harm in letting her glance at the ubiquitous site that documents my away-from-home life.

I hadn't even gotten past the part of the tour where I showed her the special section that gathers all the photos tagged of me on the site, when she alarmingly asked me to click on a thumbnail-size picture of what seemed to be a tall red-head guy dancing in nothing but tiny white briefs.

Oh god, here it comes.

So I clicked the icon and there it was: one of my suitemates, almost naked except for those white briefs with the phrase "ahoy matey" across the butt, about to jump on another suitemate of mine wearing a nice blazer with no shirt underneath.

From that moment on, the image my mom would have of my life at college, living in a suite with seven of my best friends, six of which happen to be boys, would never be the same. In her worst nightmares, I spent valuable time at college participating in--and taking photos of--naked dance parties, and judging from this photo, her worst nightmare had come to life. It didn't matter that my only involvement in this situation came from my amused yet mortified self in the background, looking at the photo subjects from the hallway of my suite, making into the photo and getting tagged. It didn't matter that I have never seen those briefs except for that night, nor that the only reason those photos were on facebook in the first place was hilariously clear in the album title--"burst into my room at 3 am, interrupt my studies, you will feel the repercussions...." None of that mattered at that moment, nor does it matter now: "I'm still freaked out," she says half-jokingly (or not?) when I remind her of that day.

The thing about Facebook is that once one actually thinks about the complexity of implications involved in all the different options and features--which hardly any of us do, because our familiarity with them makes analysis trite--one realizes that the aspects of Facebook that our parents would gain access to are too idiosyncratic to make any sense to them, and its too easy for them to take anything the wrong way. If my mom hadn't stopped looking after those photos, she probably could have found out that I "dated" the aforementioned boy in briefs in 2006, and that "now we aren't speaking"--a joke response we made up, as kids these days are prone to do on Facebook, to fill in the option for answering how two people know each other. Or she could have worried that my friends and I dress like hookers and truck drivers for parties, if she didn't know that those photos were from a party whose only options were to dress "classy" or "trashy." None of the stuff is inherently dangerous knowledge, but in belongs to a different "level of existence" (to be a bit dramatic), one possible at a certain age, in a certain environment, which could lead to awkward misconceptions that should be avoided.

Facebook means little without context. It can even mean nothing with context--my friend tagged a photo of a penguin from her trip to Argentina as "Fernanda Diaz" and I still don't really get why. Most of it isn't meant to be taken seriously. Yet as paradoxical as it might seem to call the contents of anyone's facebook profile, network, etc "private," it really is a good way to describe these aspects of ourselves we make public in the most secluded way. I'm pretty sure if my parents went through the process and got their own accounts, their lack of a network of friends to stalk or make fun of would bore them, and they would never use it. If parents really want to know, they should "just ask," as many "about me" sections of profiles sometimes proclaim.

So that's what I think. But I don't think one response is enough, so here's what my friends thought (some names have been changed):

If parents join to keep up with their friends and such, why not? But seriously, joining facebook to stalk your kids? I always thought it was a little weird when parents had screen names or facebook accounts...don't they have better things to do, like bring home the bacon? - Amanda, 20

Parents joining facebook is a bad idea. However, I can accept adults joining facebook. While I respect facebook's right as an emerging social -- and not just college student -- networking site, a parent is not a typical adult, and friending a child is almost an act of invasion. Just like a parent would never think of hanging out at their kid's roller rink in the age of yesteryear, a parent shouldn't even consider hanging out in the realm of facebook (in a manner that interacts with their children). Facebook, and the internet in general, is a new social atmosphere for our generation, and every generation deserves to have a social atmosphere with boundaries. Do parents have a right to control what their kids do with their time? Of course, but most parents aren't hanging out on playgrounds keeping tabs. Just like I wouldn't want my mom to see me hanging upside down off the monkey bars, I don't want her to see me share inside jokes on my friends' walls, let alone have her newsfeed tell her. - Kyle, 20

Facebook has a long and storied tradition of stalking, so this is really nothing new. At least in this case there are (hopefully) no creepy sexual overtones. - Lars, 22

Facebook should not be the medium by which parents learn more about their children. Although the profiles seem to offer some kind of distillation of their users' personalities and interests, they are largely superficial and should be acknowledged as such. There are so many more meaningful ways to stay involved in a person's life, and parents who pursue that end on Facebook run the risk of coming across as creepy or sad. There's also something to be said for allowing one's children a degree of privacy in their online interactions with friends. As people become more independent, they have an increasing expectation of privacy and responsibility for their day-to-day lives (at least in my family); this extends to inane Internet activity...What's more, if parents join just to show how irreverent or playful they can be, that's even more sad (see "I'm not a real mom; I'm a cool mom!" speech by Amy Poehler's character in Mean Girls). As for me, I use Facebook (in descending order of importance) for mindless procrastination, remembering the dates of my friend's birthdays, and responding to the occasional event invitation. I don't think I'm "exploring my identity" (if anything, I think I'm much more interesting than my profile would suggest), and Facebook is simply a distraction when I want to turn my brain off for a while. That said, I love to check on the activity of my friends who are Facebook obsessives and post every detail of their lives online --that has definite train wreck appeal. -Ian, 20

One day I saw on my newsfeed that my grandpa had friended my brother. I immediately went and changed my privacy settings for the first time. - Sasha, 21

The column did nothing but affirm my adamant belief in the stereotypes that adults are computer-illiterate, and that having "cyberfamilias" write a column on online social dynamics is like having someone from Vermont write a column on urban racial dynamics. For example, if my father were to join Facebook, he would become a member of the "City of Seattle" work network, as well as the "Seattle, WA" network, but the redundancy would be lost on him after the five or six hours of grueling physical and emotional labor, such as flailing the mouse around, roaring at the computer, or giving it the silent treatment, that it took him to set the account up. His friends would include his coworkers and, of course, my mother. Because I am so pure and wholesome and nothing ever happens in my life, I would allow both parents full access to my profile, where it would probably astound them how many bitches, I mean, young ladies, I was friends with. -Chris, 19

i would be fine with my parents being on facebook if they would just learn to use text messaging. i don't think i would let them friend me, though. that would show em. - Tim, 21

I would kind of freak out if my mom or dad joined Facebook, and I hope they'd never want to. This isn't because they would see anything they disapprove of: I've untagged almost every questionable picture of myself that's ever been posted on Facebook, and my profile is definitely PG-rated. But, as absurd as this might sound, if my parents could see my Facebook profile, it would be as if they were eavesdropping on a conversation between me and my friends. I hope that my parents understand that even though my Facebook profile is pseudo-public information, it's intended for people who are sharing my college experience. The thoughts I share, the pictures I post, the comments that my friends write on my wall: those reflect my college self. Just as there are things I'd tell my parents that I'd never tell my friends, there are also things I'd post on Facebook for my friends that I wouldn't want my parents to read. When my parents went to college, their parents didn't have a way to "friend" them and instantly have an in-depth view into their child's college persona. I hope that my parents can remember how it felt to be in college and to be able to guard that part of their life just a little bit from their parents. - Amanda, 20

The thing that I find interesting about facebook is: what happens when we start having kids? It seems like such an integral part of everyone's social scene that it seems unlikely we will abandon it all together as we get older. What will we do when we have teenagers and we are all on facebook together? Will a different site evolve for every generation? Or will facebook start a spin-off, something like, "not your mom's facebook: new and improved."

It s strange to watch social technology not only change the way we interact with each other but cross-generation. My boyfriend's little sister lives in an alterna world on the net that is all about social sites. She'll be on facebook before you know it and she's 9. - Anastasia, 24

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Descriptive Essay About My Mother

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Descriptive Essay About My Mother - A Guide to Writing

Published on: Jan 27, 2023

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Have you ever wanted to convey the depth of your feelings and appreciation for your mother through words, but felt unsure about how to do it effectively?

Crafting a descriptive essay about your mother can be a challenging task. You want to capture her essence, the love she's given you, and the incredible person she is. 

But how do you put all those emotions into words that truly do her justice?

In this blog, we'll provide you with a step-by-step guide on how to write a heartwarming and meaningful descriptive essay about your mother. 

We’ll also provide essay examples to assist you in crafting an enhanced paper, complemented by valuable tips and guidance.

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Descriptive Essay - What You Need to Know

A descriptive essay is a type of essay that uses words to describe an object, person, experience, or place. The purpose of writing this type of essay is to provide the reader with a vivid and clear description of something. The writer must use sensory details, such as sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste to make the reader experience the topic.

When writing about a person such as your mother, you need to describe the characteristics that make her unique. It can include personality traits or experiences that make her special.

Reading a few essay samples will help you out! So read on to find good examples and tips.

How to Write a Descriptive Essay About My Mother - 8 Easy Steps

Writing a heartfelt and vivid descriptive essay about your mother requires careful consideration. 

Here, we'll guide you through the process step by step, helping you express your feelings and admiration effectively:

Step 1: Choose a Focus

Decide on a specific aspect or trait of your mother that you want to describe. It could be her appearance, personality, nurturing qualities, or a particular event that showcases her character.

Step 2: Brainstorm Descriptive Words

Make a list of adjectives and descriptive words that come to mind when you think about your mother. Try to capture the essence of her being.

Step 3: Create an Outline

Organize your thoughts by creating a descriptive essay outline . Decide on the structure, such as the introduction, body, and conclusion, and what aspects you'll cover in each section.

Step 4: Start with a Hook

Begin your essay with an engaging hook or an anecdote that draws the reader in. It can be a personal memory or a captivating description of your mother.

Step 5: Descriptive Details

In the body of your essay, use sensory details to paint a vivid picture. Describe her appearance, mannerisms, and the emotions she evokes. Incorporate the descriptive words from your brainstorming list.

Step 6: Emotions and Memories

Share your personal emotions and memories associated with your mother. How does she make you feel, and what experiences have shaped your relationship with her?

Step 7: Use Metaphors and Similes

Employ metaphors and similes to enhance your descriptions. Compare her to elements from nature, objects, or anything that can add depth to your portrayal.

Step 8: Show, Don't Tell

Instead of simply stating qualities, show them through actions, interactions, and specific examples. Let the reader experience her through your words.

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Examples of Descriptive Essay About My Mother

Exploring essay examples can provide valuable insights for crafting an essay that deeply connects with your readers. 

Below, you'll find both a descriptive essay about my mother and an analysis of its content.

Why This Descriptive Essay Works

Here are several reasons why this descriptive essay is effective:

  • Emotional Connection

The essay immediately establishes an emotional connection with the reader through its theme of a mother's love. The use of descriptive language and personal anecdotes invites the reader to empathize and relate to the feelings and experiences described.

  • Vivid Imagery

The essay employs vivid imagery to paint a clear picture of the mother and her attributes. The descriptions of her eyes, hands, voice, and smile create a sensory experience for the reader, making them feel as if they are present with the author.

The essay uses symbolism effectively to convey the depth of the mother's love. The mother's eyes, for example, symbolize her wisdom and the shared experiences with the author. The use of the mother's hands as a source of healing symbolizes her nurturing and caring nature.

  • Structure and Flow

The essay is well-structured and flows seamlessly from one descriptive element to another. 

It begins with a general introduction, moves into specific descriptions, and ends with a strong, heartfelt conclusion. This organization keeps the reader engaged and ensures a logical progression of ideas.

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  • Emotional Impact

The essay's emotional impact is profound. It not only describes the mother's physical attributes but also delves into the intangible qualities that make her special. The reader is left with a deep sense of appreciation for the role of a mother and the love she provides.

  • Relatability

The essay's theme of maternal love is universal, making it relatable to a broad audience. Most readers can connect with the feelings of love, protection, and guidance that the author describes. 

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Tips to Write a Descriptive Essay About Mother

Now that you’ve read the examples, let’s look at some tips that will lead you to essay writing success.

  • Start with the Basics

Begin by brainstorming ideas of what makes your mother special and why she is important to you. Think about her personality traits, accomplishments, quirks, and unique qualities. In addition, consider the ways that your mother has influenced you and shaped your life.

You can also practice your writing skills with other descriptive essay topics . So write away!

  • Create an Outline

Once you have all of your ideas written down, create an descriptive essay outline that will guide the structure of your essay. This should include sections for your introduction, body paragraphs, and conclusion.

  • Capture Her Essence

Use vivid language to capture the essence of who your mother is. Utilize descriptive words and phrases that will help your reader understand who your mother is and what she means to you.

  • Show, Don’t Tell

Instead of simply telling the reader about your mother’s traits or accomplishments, use stories and examples to illustrate them. This will make your essay more interesting to readers.

  • Keep Your Tone Consistent

Maintaining a consistent tone throughout ensures a cohesive narrative without feeling disjointed or scattered. This keeps readers interested until they reach their conclusion!

  • Don’t Forget the Conclusion

Summarize the main points of your essay in your conclusion and provide a call to action for readers. Maybe you’ll leave them feeling inspired or motivated to do something special for their own mother.

  • Revise & Edit Diligently

Revision is key when putting together any written piece. Read over your work multiple times and fix any errors in spelling, grammar, punctuation, etc. Also improve any awkward phrasing or unclear ideas that might not be conveyed effectively enough.

To sum it up,

Writing a descriptive essay about your mother doesn't have to be difficult. With our guide and examples, you can easily write an effective essay that will make your mother proud! So get started today, and create the perfect essay for her!

By following these tips and examples, you will find it easier to write a meaningful descriptive essay about your mother. Good luck!

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Essay on My Mother for Schools Students and Children

500+ words essay on my mother.

My mother is an ordinary woman she is my superhero. In every step of my, she supported and encouraged me. Whether day or night she was always there for me no matter what the condition is. Furthermore, her every work, persistence, devotion, dedication, conduct is an inspiration for me. In this essay on my mother, I am going to talk about my mother and why she is so special to me.

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Why I Love My Mother So Much?

I love her not because she is my mother and we should respect our elders. I respect her because she has taken care of me when I was not able to speak. At that time, she has taken care of all my needs when I wasn’t able to speak.

Additionally, she taught me how to walk, speak, and take care of myself. Similarly, every bigger step that I have taken in my life is all because of my mother. Because, if she hasn’t taught me how to take small steps then I won’t be able to take these bigger step.

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She is an essence of truthfulness, love, and sincerity. Another reason is that she showers her family with her blessing and live. Furthermore, she gives us everything but never demand anything in return. The way she cares for everyone in the family inspires me to the same in my future.

Also, her love is not just for the family she treats every stranger and animals the same way she did to me. Due to, this she is very kind and sensible towards the environment and animals.

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Her Strengths

Although she is not physically very strong she faces every hurdle of her life and of the family too. She motivates me to be like her and never submit in difficult times. Above all, my mother encourages me to improve my all-round skills and studies. She motivates me to try again and again till I get success in it.

A Companion of Trouble

Whenever I was in trouble or scolded by dad I run towards my mother as she is the only one that can save me from them. Whether a small homework problem or a bigger problem she was always there for me.

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When I was afraid of the dark she would become my light and guide me in that darkness. Also, if I can’t sleep at night she would hold my head on her lap until I fell asleep. Above all, she never leaves my side even in the hardest of times.

Every mother is special for her children. She is a great teacher, a lovely friend, a strict parent. Also, she takes cares of the need of the whole family. If there is anyone out there who loves us more than our mother is only God. Not just for my mother but for every mother out there who lives her life for her family deserves praiseworthy applause.

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Q.1 When did the Mother’s Day be celebrated in India and why?

A.1 Mother’s Day is celebrated on the Second Sunday in the month of May. It’s celebrated to appreciate the hard work that our mother’s do in their life. And the sacrifices that they make to keep their family happy.

Q.2 Why mother is so special?

A.2 They are special because they are mothers. They are the superwomen that do all the housework, teach and take care of their children, looks after her husband, do her job and at the end of the day if you ask for her help she says ‘yes’ with a smile on her face.

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Essays About Your Mom: Top 5 Examples and 5 Prompts

Some of the most important memories in our lives involve our mothers. If you need to write essays about your mom, our guide will help. 

A mother is a female parent of a child. Mothers nurture their children throughout childhood and, for many, throughout adulthood as well. The desire to support and protect our children is never ending for many mothers. 

Motherhood, however, is not always a genetic role. Many people foster or adopt children or find themselves acting in a parental role for someone else’s children. What matters is the effort you put into a motherly role; for most, the instincts are all there. 

It can safely be said that a mom is one of the most significant role models one can have in life and one whose influence continues to inspire. I once read a statement that said, ‘one day, you will realize your Mom is the best friend you will ever have.’ That is certainly true for me, and I hope for many of you.

If you are writing essays about your mom, our essay examples should prove inspiring.

5 Top Essay Examples

1. story of my mom by wilbur mckenzie, 2. an open letter to my mom, and all moms by samantha wolf , 3. my mom is a movie star by dan moore, 4. leader of my life: my mother by chelsea gonzales.

  • ​​5. Your Mom Doesn’t Hate You, She’s Just Trying to Help You by Carly Newberg

5 Writing Prompts On Essays About Your Mom

1. the best memory of your mom, 2. a lesson your mom taught you, 3. what is your mom’s best quality, 4. your mom as a role model, 5. who is your mom.

“My mother believes in me, in everything I do, and is always positive about it. Every decision, task, and every level that I concur, my mom is always there, believing in me that I will succeed. Graduating 5th grade and moving up to 6th grade was a big step, just like graduating 8th grade and moving up to 9th grade was. But my mother believed that I would still do well in school and would enjoy it a lot.”

Mckenzie writes about his mother as his greatest influence and inspiration. He reflects on how his mom always makes sure he is well and how she loves the family unconditionally. He also describes her selflessness, as she volunteers for those in need and raises money for charity. Her mother’s love, selflessness, and encouragement inspire Mckenzie to try his best in everything he does, and he is genuinely grateful for her. 

“All I can say is thank you for being an amazing mother and all I want for you is to keep doing what makes you happy and brightens your day. Keep creating and going to the beach just to look at the ocean. Keep running, even if it’s not in marathons and don’t forget how awesome of a mother you are. Keep collecting seashells and spreading your positive energy everywhere you go. I love you, Mom.”

Wolf’s essay is addressed to her own mother and is composed of different notes and letters. According to Wolf, her mother is hardworking, optimistic, and devoted, and she recalls several moments they shared. The moments she describes are heartfelt and profound experiences that many can relate to. 

“To this day, she wakes up every morning, marches into our living room, and talks with cancer patients on the phone, lending them her empathy and expertise. It’s amazing, and I wanted her to know I saw all that. I wanted her to know I knew she’s always been a badass. I wanted her to know she’s an inspiration to me, a dynamic, courageous, capable, remarkable person I admire and study every day.”

Moore discusses his mother’s life beyond her role in his life. He briefly tells her life story, then writes about her work for a colon cancer foundation. She spends most of her time consoling and caring for cancer patients; only now is Moore able to appreciate what she is doing. He is in awe at all that his mom has been able to accomplish besides being a great mother to him.

“She utilizes her wisdom by teaching me the ways of life. She rejoices as I apply her teachings in my life and she understands me. The abundance of knowledge my mother has supplied me with continuously fills my life with rare and beautiful treasures.”

In her essay, Gonzales reflects on the spiritual lessons her mom has instilled in her. Her mother is a role model of a strong, Christian woman devoted to her family and God. She is always there for her daughter, giving her advice on how to handle difficult situations. Gonzales aspires to be just like her mother in everything she does, especially when raising her own children.

​​ 5. Your Mom Doesn’t Hate You, She’s Just Trying to Help You by Carly Newberg

“I’m not a parent (yet). However, I hope that when I am, I can take what I’ve learned from the obstacles I’ve faced with my mom, to keep the generational progress moving forward. After all, that is one of the beautiful gifts we’re given on Earth; To learn from the mistakes of our loved ones, map out our route accordingly, do our best to get where we are going, and accept the detours along the way knowing those after us will use them to love harder and live wiser.”

In this essay, Newberg discusses a phenomenon we are all too familiar with: mothers arguing with us. She explains that despite their seemingly curtailing actions, mothers always want what is best for us and are even struggling with whether their decisions are correct. Newberg suggests that we should be understanding of our mothers and use these experiences as lessons for how to parent in the future. 

Essays About Your Mom: The best memory of your mom

For your essay, reflect on an experience with your mom that you treasure. Perhaps it is a birthday celebration, a trip out of town, or simply a conversation you had. Describe the events that transpired, how they made you feel, and why you treasure them as you do. Also, consider if your perception of this event has changed. Perhaps it has taught you more than you first thought.

One of a mother’s primary roles is to teach her children essential skills and lessons to prepare them for the future. Think about one or more things your mom taught you, whether life skills, values, or otherwise. You can be as general or in-depth as you want regarding what you’ve learned from your mom, but be sure to explain it adequately.

For an interesting essay topic, write about a quality of your mom’s that you seek to emulate- her patience, kindness, or fortitude. Discuss why you have chosen it, how it is essential to who your mom is, and how you hope to use it in the future. 

Essays About Your Mom: Your mom as a role model

Mothers are role models to everyone, not only their kids but also to others they interact with daily. In your essay, you can reflect on a time your mom did something truly admirable that cemented her position as your role model. As with the other essays, describe the events, what you learned, and why you chose this. You may also comment on how it has shaped you as a prospective or active parent. Discuss any aspects of parenthood you would like to emulate and those you would not!

This essay topic may seem simple, but one can learn much about a person from a simple biography and reflection. Give readers a general idea of what your mom does, her role in your life, and how she has made you who you are today; paint a picture of this fantastic woman and why she is so important. You can include something about her background and note how it has influenced her, making her the mom she is. Also, you may consider whether any of her inherited traits have been passed to you. 

For help with your essays, check out our round-up of the best essay checkers . For help picking your next essay topic, check out our 20 engaging essay topics about family .

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Profile of My Mother

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It took me eighteen years to spend some quality time with my mother and discover what an incredible journey she has had with my brothers and me. She is the kind of person who has always been very involved with all parts of our daily lives. In fact, she was the kind of mother who always had time for her three sons, worked full-time and had time to devote to community projects too. Her energy and enthusiasm for all of these things seemed endless and she always tried to teach the three of us to see the value in the idea of giving back to the community. I was always glad that she was present at my games and supported me through school, but it took me over a decade to learn what motivated her to be so enthusiastic about her job as a mother of three sons.

My mother grew up in a small town in Vermont. Her parents were divorced when she was young. She got to visit her father who worked on farms one weekend per month. Her stepfather and mother raised her. They were blue collar workers and provided the basic needs for her and her two siblings. She was the oldest of the three. My mother was very independent from a young age, did well academically in school, participated in all extracurricular activities, and was active in her local church. Because her parents worked so much, they were not able to attend many functions and never were able to go to her sporting events. After high school, she went to Syracuse University and spent one year of that time in France. She studied International Relations and wanted to join the Peace Corps and save the world. Instead, she returned to Vermont, married my father when she was twenty-three, and worked in law offices as a paralegal and Administrative Assistant in a County Attorney’s office. Of course, we need to get to the main part of her story which she states are her three sons. My eldest brother was born the next year, when my mother was twenty-four years old.

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So many photos of my brothers and me which my mother loves to look at and remember the countless birthday parties, family events, ball games and trips we have shared. I don’t remember many of those events, yet the photos do bring up faded memories. However, when I watched her looking at those photos, it was clear to me how much she cherishes those moments in time captured in photographs. My mother loved planning our birthday parties. Every birthday party had a theme. My poor older brother, Richard, was dressed up like Robin Hood for his fourth birthday. She made his a little green hat out of felt with a feather hot glued to the side. She even had him wearing green tights. His little friends were dressed up like their favorite storybook character. Another year, she had a “Police” birthday party for me. She borrowed a uniform from a friend and dressed up as a police officer. She set up an obstacle course for us to do outside, like the police might do at a police academy. She invited lots of kids and always made a pinata to go along with the theme. According to my mother, throwing birthday parties for boys was really fun for her because she loved themes that could involve physical activities, getting dirty, and no drama.

I sometimes wondered if my mother had wished she’d had a daughter. I remember her once telling me that a certain girl was “the daughter she never wanted.” I recall her laughing after she made the comment, but it was not until recently we discussed what she meant. According to my mother, she was really happy to have sons. When her first son was born, she was afraid about being a good mother and how to properly handle a baby. She was relieved to discover that her 8 pound 13 ½ pound son was not at all fragile as she had expected. Her experience with a durable baby boy put her worries about motherhood at ease. Once I came along, three years later, she told me she was content to have another boy because she felt like she “had the boy thing down.” When she learned she was pregnant the third time, she wished for a boy. Part of her her mindset was being practical since she already had so many boy clothes and toys. My mother also says, “…I am pretty sure God intended for me to have sons. I am more of a tomboy than I am barbie doll. I am sure I would not have done well teaching a daughter how to do all the girlie things. Not to mention, when my nieces were little, I noticed the drama began very early on and they talked incessantly.” Of course she winks and grins with these remarks. She was like a second mother to my cousins and loves them dearly.

As much as she is quick to point out the reasons she loved having sons and why they are so easy to raise, there is more to this story. I can’t count the times she has asked all of us why we need to scratch ourselves all of the time. This is not something females understand. It is not something males really want or feel they need to explain because it is just what we do. She can laugh about it and enjoyed imitating us and asking if we would like to see her walking around the house in her underwear scratching or fondling her parts. My mother was less tolerant of another brotherly trait – squabbling. That was another part of our dynamic which just seemed normal to my brothers and me. We just liked to agitate each other. To my mother this was upsetting because she didn’t want anyone hurt and she wanted to make sure we had good relationships in the future. It was not easy for her to get us to engage in conversations about feelings and relationships. Try as she might, we were most often not did not feel her same need to talk these things out. Our lack of interest in having long converstions was especially difficult for her while she was deployed to Kosovo with the Army. Being so far from her sons and only getting a few sentences from each of us made it even harder to be away. She said the distance just seemed so much farther. In the end, she said she discovered the most meaningful and informational conversations with her sons was in the car. She found that she would learn so much in ten minute car conversations, so that became her strategy for maintaining her connection as we got older and busier in our individual lives.

Being a parent is one of the hardest jobs, yet there is no school or manual that instructs people. My mother said she used to wish there was a manual but realized it would have to be different for each child. She loved to watch the three of us play sports. My mother is a photographer and made it her job to take photos of every game and of all the players so she could share the with each family. She explained that the moments on the baseball fields, football fields, lacrosse fields and basketball courts were some of the happiest times of her life. Watching us play brought tremendous joy to her life because the team sports were so much more than just exercise. She liked watching the dynamics of players, the leadership and mentoring of the coaches with the players, the individual determination of each player, the friendships formed amongst the parents and the proud sense of community.

Each of her sons had very different personalities and interests. There were the things we all had in common when we were young, such as little league. Yet, as we grew, our personalities, strengths and interests were unique to each of us. My mother said that was one of the coolest things about being a parent. Watching each of us grow into our own individual with unique gifts and talents. She enjoys her role as the person in this world whose job it is to unconditionally love and support each of us in our life journey. Her joy in life has been greatly centered around nurturing us, supporting us, encouraging us, challenging us, FEEDing us and teaching us. It has been hard for her to send two of us off to college and only have one more son at home. Perhaps that is the difficult part of being a parent of threes sons – they eventually move out and begin their own lives.

Until we were brought into her life, my mother said she did not know she had so much love to give. She also said that she learned her heart and capacity to love was not fixed, it grows and grows and grows. This proved to be important for my mother who has been a single mother for about ten years. She has had to juggle raising three boys, working full-time, going back to school for professional development and keeping up with all of our activities. These things might not have been possible if it was not for her profound love for each of us and her “steadfast determination to do her very best, albeit imperfect.” As she looks toward the future, there are only two years until my youngest brother graduates from high school. Her plans are not certain, but she speaks frequently about doing humanitarian work in a third world country.

One thing I know for sure, she does have a heart that would be full of love to share with children anywhere in the world. At some point she will be a grandmother and she tears up at this thought. However, she notes there is no need for any of us to hurry. She wants to see each of us take time to get our own lives started and enjoy some of the adventures it is harder to do when you are tied down by people and circumstances. In the end, my mother noted the best thing about being a mother of three sons is knowing that “even though they leave the nest, they are always in her heart, mind and spirit.”

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How To Write A Descriptive Essay On Mother?

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Got a bit lost by trying to find out how to write an essay “the person I admire is my mother”?

Let’s start off with an obvious setting. Your mom is the most important person in your life but writing a good descriptive paper, where you explain what kind of person she is and why she is special, may be more than challenging.

Although you have to talk about your personal experience and feelings, you should also appeal to your audience’s senses and evoke emotions.

That is not easy.

We are about to provide you with all the necessary information, that would help you create an interesting, thought-provoking essay on mother, impress your teacher and classmates, and get a high grade.

What is a descriptive essay?

Let’s start with a simple definition.

Descriptive essay is a piece of writing where you describe something in a highly detailed manner, using sensory information and colourful words.

It can be an object, place, thing, experience, situation, or a person. It’s an artistic writing form, often poetic in nature. The purpose of this type of writing is to reveal the meaning of a subject, using sensory observation.

Actually, you have to create a detailed picture for readers with specific vivid words and evoke a strong sense of familiarity and appreciation. Your task is to describe something in a way the audience could see, hear or feel whatever you are talking about.

You can do it, utilizing illustrative language and including a lot of sensory details. It’s not enough to provide readers with several random facts; you should express your own feelings and appeal to your audience’s senses and emotions.

There are certain useful techniques you should follow if you plan to achieve these goals. But before we start discussing how to write a descriptive essay about a person, let’s talk about specific features of descriptive writing when it comes to creating an impressive paper on mother.

Specifics of essay on mother

In a strong paper on mother, you actually need to describe a person you love and it’s important to ensure that this description is sensory-based.

You should utilize the most specific concepts to help readers see your mother and understand what feelings she invokes in you.

You should show rather than tell readers what your mom is like and what kind of person she is.

Remember: when you just tell something, your words can be interpreted in a variety of ways, as words are vague. But when showing the picture via describing specific details, you create a vivid, real picture.

What are the qualities of a good mother essay? Let’s see.

  • The text is clear and concise;
  • It presents colourful images and appeals to the readers’ imagination;
  • The key to a perfect descriptive essay about my mother is painting a picture in your readers’ mind by engaging all five senses – sight, smell, sound, taste, and touch.

How to write a descriptive essay about a person?

How To Write A Descriptive Essay

Descriptive writing has a unique power and appeal. Its main goal is to create a dominant impression.

If we analyze any good descriptive essay sample about a person, we will see that it’s a sensory description, that helps create a certain mood or atmosphere in a paper. Utilizing sensory details, you will be able to recreate the picture that you have in your mind for all readers.

Here are some effective techniques you should apply to make your descriptions more impressive. You can apply them to the other essay types and get an interesting and memorable result.

  • Use sensory-packed language instead of vague general words.
  • Figurative language such as similes, metaphors, comparison, contrasts, and analogies can help you make descriptions more lively and paint a picture in your reader’s mind.
  • Use  precise language like strong action verbs, specific nouns, and adjectives to give life to this great picture. Appropriate nouns and verbs help deliver a strong emotional impact on any audience.
  • Keep thoughts organized . Use any order you think is appropriate, like due to importance, spatial order (location) or chronological order (time). Each would be good for a descriptive paper.

How to start a descriptive essay about a person?

You may begin with the description of the physical appearance. Proceed with the explanation of how the person feels, thinks, and acts. Don’t forget about the interests, hobbies, and talents.

Remember that clear, logical, and well-balanced structure is the key to success of high-school writing or a college paper.

Although a descriptive paper relies on emotional appeal and allows students to be more creative than other types of high-school projects, you should brainstorm a lot of different ideas and create a basic outline to put ideas in the logical order.

The outline should include an intro with a thesis statement, the main body, and a conclusion.

In the main body, you should focus on the specific qualities of the person you describe.

Think of several ideas to support the main topic idea and use at least 3 other ideas to support topic in each paragraph.

You should do your best to make the content as appealing as possible, and leave your audience (not acquainted with your mom) with a strong feeling that they have actually met her and have built an emotional connection.

General recommendations for an essay about mom

  • When writing an essay about mom, you need to describe a real person so you should think about your mother’s life and background.
  • Before you start writing, think about the purpose of the whole paper. Decide what overall impression you want to convey. Create your general point, your unique thesis statement. Organize the entire paper around it.
  • You can start with an interesting relevant quote or provide a short funny story about your mother in the introduction to grab readers’ attention. You can also present a variety of reasons, explaining why you want to describe your mother .
  • Another great way to make a descriptive paper more engaging is to include a short dialogue .
  • In conclusion, you should present the main ideas of your description and emphasize their significance.
  • When you describe your mom’s appearance, don’t use a list-like approach. The task is not to describe everything from the top of her head down to her toes. Speak of particular aspects of your mother’s appearance, instead. That can help reveal her unique personality.
  • Don’t describe the full picture. Create an engaging description that will encourage your readers’ imagination .
  • Don’t use the same subject-verb pattern in all sentences because it will make your tone rather monotonous. Embed descriptive details and combine different sentences, instead. Utilize subjective clauses and compound sentences to express thoughts .
  • Don’t use too many adjectives when describing your mother’s appearance or character. Include only the most powerful words .
  • Avoid using clichés because they signal a lack of imagination. Be creative and use a dictionary to find vivid descriptive words.
  • Don’t use too many adverbs, they make any writing weak. It’s better to use specific verbs to describe actions . They make writing more powerful.
  • Use different transition words to connect all ideas and make the description of your mother logical .
  • When you finish your first draft, focus on improving your descriptions . Add some sensory details to make your paper appeal to readers’ emotions.
  • When you are satisfied with the content, proofread the final draft . Fix minor grammar mistakes, punctuation, spelling errors, and typos.

Now you know the basics on how to compose a descriptive essay about a person you love.

But before you start writing your own paper, there is the last advice we got for you.

Try reading a well-written descriptive essay about a person you admire example. It would provide you with a better understanding of the effective techniques you can use.

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Essay on My Mother: From 100 to 500 Words

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Essay on my mother: – Mother is the most suitable word in this world. Who doesn’t love his/her mother? This entire post will deal with different topics related to the word ‘mother’. You will get some essays on my mother.

Besides those “My Mother” essays, you will get some articles on my mother along with a paragraph on my mother and of course an idea on how to prepare a speech on my mother as well.

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50 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 1,2,3,4)

The most important person in my life is my mother. By nature, she is very hard-working and caring as well. She takes care of each and every member of our family. She gets up early at dawn and prepares food for us.

My day starts with my mother. Early in the morning, she gets me up from the bed. She makes me ready for school, and cooks delicious food for us. My mother also helps me in doing my homework. She is the best teacher for me. I love my mother so much and hope she lives very long.

100 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 5)

The most influential person for me in my life is my mother. I have a very strong admiration and respect for my mother.

My mother is the first teacher of my life. She takes every care for me and sacrifices a lot for me. She is very dedicated to her work and her hardworking nature always enrapture me a lot.

My mother gets up at dawn and her daily routine starts before we get up from our bed. My mother can be called the manager of our family. She manages each and everything in our family. 

My mother cook’s delicious foods for us take care of us, go shopping, prays for us and does lots more for our family. My mother also teaches me and my brother/sister. She helps us in doing our homework. My mother is the backbone of my family.

150 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 6)

Mother is the most suitable word that I have learned so far. My mother is the most influential person for me in my life. She is not only hardworking but also very dedicated to her work. Early in the morning, she gets up before the sun rises and starts her daily activities.

My mother is a very beautiful and kind-hearted lady who manages everything at our home. I have special respect and admiration for my mother as she is my first teacher who not only taught the chapters from my books but also shows me the right path in life. She cooks food for us, takes proper care of each member of the family, goes for shopping, etc.

Though she remains busy all the time, she spares time for me and play with me, help me do my homework and guide me out in all activities. My mother supports me in my every activity. I love my mother and pray to God for her long life.

200 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 7)

Mother can’t be described in words. In my life, my mother is the person who occupies my heart the most. She always plays a vital role in shaping my life. My mother is a beautiful lady who takes care of me in every walk of my life.

Her busy schedule starts before the sun rises. She not only prepares food for us but also helps me with all my daily work. Whenever I find any difficulty in my studies my mother plays the role of teacher and solve my problem, when I get bored my mother plays the role of a friend and plays with me.

My mother plays a different role in our family. She spends a sleepless night when any member of our family falls sick and takes proper care of us. She can sacrifice with a smiling face for the benefit of the family.

My mother is very hardworking in nature. She works all day from morning to night. She guides me in every walk of my life. At a tender age, it was not easy to decide for me what was good or what was bad. But my mother is always with me to show me the right path of life.

250 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 8)

My mother is the all in all for me. I could see this beautiful world only because of her. She has brought me up with utmost care, love and affection. According to me, the mother is the most trustworthy friend for a person.

My mother is my best friend. I can share my good moments with her. During my bad times, I always find my mother with me. She supports me during those bad times. I have a strong admiration for my mother.

My mother is very hardworking and dedicated to her work. I have learned from her that hard work brings success. She does her work all day with a smiling face. She not only prepares delicious food for us but also she doesn’t forget to take care of us.

She is the decision-maker of our family. My father also seeks advice from my mother as she is excellent at making good decisions. We have four members in our family, me, my mother-father, and my younger sister.

My mother takes proper care of us equally. She also teaches me the moral value of life. Sometimes when I am stuck while doing my homework, my mother plays the role of my teacher and helps me in finishing my homework. She remains busy all the time.

Besides, my mother is a very kind-hearted lady. She always put her umbrella of love above our heads. I know I can’t find such a genuine and mighty love in this world besides my mother’s love.

Every child loves his/her mother. But the value of a mother can be felt by the one who doesn’t have anyone near to him/her to call ‘mother’. In my life, I want to see my mother’s smiling face in every walk of my life.

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300 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 9)

Mother is the first word of a child. As for me, my mother is the most precious gift of God for me. It is a very challenging task for me to describe her in words. For every child, the mother is the most caring and loving person they have ever met in life.

My mother also possesses all those qualities that a mother has. We have 6 members in our family; my father-mother, my grandparents and my younger sister and me. But my mother is the only member for whom we can call our house “A Home”.

My mother is an early riser. She gets up at dawn and starts her schedule. She takes proper care of us and feeds us different delicious food. My mother knows all the likes and dislikes of each and every member of our family.

She even remains alert and checks whether my grandparents have had their medicines on time or not. My grandfather calls my mother ‘the manager of the family’ as she can manage each and everything in the family.

I have grown up with the moral teachings of my mother. She guides me in every walk of my life. She understands my feelings and support me in my bad times and inspires me in my good moments.

My mother teaches me to be a disciplined, punctual and trustworthy person. My mother is a tree for our family who provides shade to us. Though she has to manage lots of work she remains calm and cool all the time.

She doesn’t lose her temper and patience even in difficult situations. There is a special bond of love between my mother and me and I always pray to God to keep my mother fit and healthy for forever.

450 words Essay on My Mother in English

(My Mother Essay for Class 10)

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Life began with waking up

And loving my mother’s face

YES, we all start our day with our mother’s smiling face. My day started when my mother gets me up early in the morning. For me, my mom is the best example of love and kindness in this universe. She knows how to take care of us.

From the very tender age, I became a fan of her as I like my mom’s hardworking and dedicated nature. My mom sacrificed a lot in order to shape my life. She has brought me up with utmost love and care.

She could understand me even when I couldn’t utter a word. Mother is another name of true love. A mother loves his child selflessly and doesn’t expect or demand anything in return. My mother whom I call mom turns our house into a home.

My mother is the busiest person at our home. She gets up much before the sun rises and start to perform her duty. She cooks food for us, takes care of us, goes shopping and even plans our future too.

In our family, my mother plans how to spend and how to save for the future. My mom was my first teacher. She also plays a vital role in shaping my moral character. She doesn’t even forget to take care of our health.

Whenever any one of our family members falls sick, my mother spends a sleepless night and sits beside him/her and take care of him/her for the whole night. My mom never tires of her responsibility. My father also depends on her whenever he finds any difficulty in taking any serious decision.

The word mother is full of emotion and love. The value of this sweet word is truly felt by those children who don’t have anyone to call ‘mother’. So the one who has his/her mother beside them should feel proud.

But in today’s world, some wicked children consider their mother a burden when she gets old. The person who spends all her life for their children become a burden for their child at the last moment of her life.

Some selfish child even doesn’t bother to send his/her mom to old age home. This is really a shame and unfortunate incident as well. The government should keep an eye to those incidents and should take those shameless children in judicial custody.

I want to stand with my mother like a shadow all the time. I know today I am here only because of her. So I want to serve my mother for the rest of my life. I also want to build my carrier so that my mom feels proud of me.

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Paragraph on My Mother in English

Mother is not a word, it is an emotion. My mother is my role model and she is the best mother in the world. Everyone thinks so because there is nothing amazing in this world like a mother’s love for her children.

A person who enjoys mother’s love considers himself as one of the luckiest people in the world. The love of a mother can never be expressed in words or activities; rather it can be felt in deep of our heart.

In a Family the Leadership Quality is maintained by Mother as She knows exactly when to push and when to Let go.

My Mother is my inspiration like everyone else. She is the woman whom I admire most and she has influenced me a lot throughout my lives.

In terms of love and care, nobody can take the place of a mother. As a child, our initial Schooling is said to be started in our home in the guidance of our mother. We can call our mother as our First Teacher as well as our first best friend.

My mother wakes up very early in the morning. After preparing and serving breakfast for all of us, she used to drop us to school. Again in the evening, she came to pick us up from School, help us in doing our assignments, and prepare dinner.

She woke up to prepare dinner for us in her sickness also. In addition to her day to day household works; My Mother is the one who spends her sleepless nights if any family members feel sick. She is always very concerned about our health, education, character, happiness etc.

She becomes happy in our happiness and feels sad in our sadness. Moreover, she guides us to do always the right things in life and choose the right path. A Mother is like NATURE who always tries to give us as much as possible and never take back anything in return. May 13th is declared as the “Mothers Day” to pay thankfulness to the mothers.

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My mother is my greatest inspiration and the most important person in my life. She is loving, caring, and selfless. Her guidance and support have shaped me into the person I am today. She works tirelessly to create a nurturing home environment, and her wisdom and advice have helped me navigate life’s challenges. Her love is unconditional, and she is always there for me, celebrating my successes and comforting me during tough times. Beyond being a mother, she is also my best friend, someone I can confide in and share memorable moments with. I am grateful for her presence in my life and the profound impact she has had on shaping my character and values. My mother is truly irreplaceable, and I cherish every moment I spend with her.

My mother is the most important person in my life. She is my role model, my support system, and my best friend. Her unconditional love, care, and guidance have shaped me into the person I am today.

My mother is a selfless individual who always puts the needs and happiness of her family before her own. She works tirelessly to ensure that our home is a place of comfort and warmth. Her nurturing nature and compassionate heart make her the backbone of our family.

She is a source of wisdom and guidance. Whenever I face challenges or need advice, she is always there to listen, offer her perspective, and guide me towards the right path. Her words of encouragement and belief in my abilities give me the strength to overcome obstacles and strive for success.

My mother’s love is unwavering and unconditional. She is my biggest cheerleader, celebrating my achievements and supporting me during difficult times. Her faith in me fuels my determination and motivates me to pursue my dreams.

Beyond being a loving mother, she is also a friend. We share laughter, tears, and countless memorable moments together. I can confide in her, knowing that she will listen without judgment and provide comfort and understanding.

In conclusion, my mother is an extraordinary woman who embodies love, strength, and selflessness. Her presence in my life is a blessing, and I am grateful for the love and support she provides every day. She is not only my mother but also my role model, my confidante, and my source of inspiration. I am forever thankful for her unconditional love and the profound impact she has had on shaping my life.

Title: My Mother – A Beacon of Love, Strength, and Inspiration

Introduction :

My mother is a remarkable woman who holds an irreplaceable place in my life. Her unwavering love, unwavering support, and selfless nature have shaped me into the person I am today. In this essay, I will delve into the qualities that make my mother extraordinary, the profound impact she has had on my life, and the invaluable life lessons she has taught me.

Loving and Nurturing Nature

My mother’s love is boundless and unconditional. From the moment I entered this world, she has showered me with affection, care, and tenderness. Her warm embrace and comforting words have always been a source of solace. Whether it is a scraped knee or a broken heart, my mother’s presence brings comfort and reassurance.

She creates a nurturing home environment where love, support, and understanding prevail. She listens attentively to my thoughts, concerns, and dreams, providing guidance and encouragement. Her ability to empathize and show compassion has instilled in me a deep sense of empathy toward others.

Sacrifice and Selflessness

My mother’s selflessness is awe-inspiring. She always puts the needs and happiness of her family before her own. She sacrifices her own desires and ambitions to ensure our well-being and happiness. Whether it is waking up early to prepare breakfast, working long hours to provide for us, or staying up late to help us with our studies, she does it all without complaint.

Her selflessness extends beyond our immediate family. She actively participates in community service, volunteering her time and efforts to help those less fortunate. Her acts of kindness and generosity have taught me the importance of giving back to society.

Strength and Resilience

My mother embodies strength and resilience. She has faced numerous challenges and adversities with unwavering determination. From personal setbacks to financial hardships, she has never let them dim her spirit. Instead, she faces each obstacle head-on, showing me the power of perseverance and resilience.

Her strength is not just physical but also emotional and mental. She remains composed and calm in difficult situations, providing a steady support system for our family. Her strength serves as a guiding light during turbulent times, reminding me to stay strong and never lose hope.

Support and Guidance

My mother is my rock, offering unwavering support and guidance in every aspect of my life. She is my confidante, the person I turn to when I need advice, comfort, or a listening ear. Her wisdom and insight have helped me make important decisions and navigate through life’s challenges.

She encourages me to pursue my passions and dreams, instilling in me the belief that I can achieve anything I set my mind to. Her belief in my abilities has boosted my self-confidence and fueled my drive to succeed.

Life Lessons and Values

Through her actions and words, my mother has imparted invaluable life lessons and instilled in me essential values. She has taught me the importance of honesty, integrity, and compassion toward others. She emphasizes the significance of hard work, perseverance, and never giving up.

Her commitment to education has emphasized the value of knowledge and continuous learning. She has taught me the importance of empathy, understanding, and acceptance, fostering an inclusive mindset.

Conclusion :

My mother is my greatest inspiration and the epitome of love, strength, and selflessness. Her unwavering support, guidance, and nurturing nature have shaped my character and values. She has taught me important life lessons, provided a strong foundation, and instilled in me a sense of resilience and determination. I am forever grateful for her presence in my life, and I cherish every moment spent with her. My mother’s love is a constant source of inspiration, reminding me to always strive for greatness and to be a compassionate and caring individual.

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My Mother Essay In English 100, 200, 300, and 500 Words

Every single creature in this entire world has come into existence because of its Mother. Every living being, whether moving or non-moving creatures. We all need a mother to come into this world and survive on Earth. 

The concept and the importance of the beautiful word ‘Mother’ are enormous and can’t be explained only in a few words. It takes a lot to describe the mother. 

In this topic, we have covered some details that express and tell you the importance and need of the Mother in each person’s life. By reading this, you will understand the meaning of Mother and her greatness. 

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My Mother Essay 100 Words

My Mother’s name is Sarah Jane. She is a teacher by profession and teaches at the Mount Public School, Palghar, Mumbai. She is a good teacher by profession and a caring mother who takes care of every person in our family. She cooks very delicious food, and the taste of the food she cooked is incomparable with any of the other foods cooked by other chefs. She also works all the necessary works of the house, makes the house neat and clean, and prays to god regularly for the betterment and well-being of the family. She is a very kind and the most caring person in my life, and I always admire my mother. I love my mother so much.

My Mother Essay 200 Words

My mother is an angel to me and my whole world because, after my father’s death, my mother takes care of me and never makes me realize and feel my father’s absence in my life. She is a very brave and kind-hearted person. Every moment of my life, she treats me like a child and always guides and encourages me to move further in life and to achieve success. Because of her love and caring, thoughts, and admiration, I became a good character who never thinks to do bad to anyone. 

She is a housewife and a self-made businesswoman who runs her small-scale business from home and fulfills all the needs of my studies. I always wonder how my mother manages this all alone without putting any burden on me and always behaves like a calm person. She used to take certain vocational classes of many ladies in batch slots and helps many of the ladies who are interested but unable to afford the class fees. She sets an example to many independent ladies who think they are baseless after their husbands and family support. I love my mother and always love her. I always pray to God to bless my mother with a healthy and prosperous life.

My Mother Essay 300 Words

My mother is a symbol of love, truth, honesty, and above all, the gods in this world. My mother is an amazing and confident woman and also an inspiration to me. I always admire my mother because of her self-made decisions and her loyalty in her life. Her name is Usha Patani. 

My mother is good luck to me, so I always used to start my day with my mother’s smile, and every day I take her blessings. It helps me a lot and makes it very easy to do any work and clears problems very quickly. She is always concerned about my studies and helps me at the time of examinations. She also guides me in life to become a good person and do the right things and always suggests that I make the right decisions in life. She used to take care of my younger brother and me whenever we fell sick. She is a best friend to both of us and always tries to make us comfortable with her all the time. I and my brother always share our secrets with our mom. 

She always cares for our happiness and always tries to make us feel comfortable. She cooks delicious food for both of us. Every day she makes breakfast and gives us lunchboxes for our school. On holidays, she always prepared and made something special and delicious foods and tasty cuisines and we enjoyed it a lot in our home. Sometimes, we also go out to celebrate our weekends and have fun. Whenever we get time off from our studies, we sit with our mother, and she tells us laughing stories, knowledgeable stories, and other conversations that help us follow in our lives and become a good people. She is one of the most kind-hearted people I have ever known in my life, and also love her so much more than anyone else in my life. I will never gonna do anything wrong, for which my mother’s dignity will fade because of me.

My Mother Essay 500 Words

We all know that the place of the Mother is at the top as she is more valuable than God. She is the most important and special person in everyone’s life. In fact, we can say that a mother is the most precious gift of God for anyone. Mother is the first teacher for every child from which a baby can learn respect and caring, learn to speak, and a child can see the world only because of a mother. She can be a friend, parent, guardian, caretaker, and teacher in her life for their child also, she takes the responsibility to run a family and make the home as beautiful as heaven. Her smile illuminates the entire home with her presence, affection, and love. Every human being or living creature has a special and emotional attachment to their mother. For all the babies in this world, the safest and most relaxing place is their mother’s lap. 

A mother holds the entire responsibility of her family and the happiness of the people living in the house. She helps and takes care of everyone, whether they are elders, kids, or grandparents. She is so delightful and helpful that she is always ready to help her neighbors and friends when needed. Her love is unconditional and pure for everyone in her family. She never stepped back from her responsibilities and always takes care of the house without objecting by saying a single word. Many mothers are multifunctional as they take care of their house and run a business or do some other activities. She has a wonderful capacity to face the challenges in her life and a way to make them into opportunities. They have the ability to manage the obstacles that come in her path of handling the business and caring for the house. She surprises everyone with her skills. She is very good at multitasking, and she can handle it gently without any hesitation. 

The nature of the mother is incomparable in this world she always loves their loved ones unconditionally without any returnable expectations. A mother is not just a simple word. It is a whole universe itself. A famous writer once said, “God could not be present everywhere for everyone. Therefore, they created mothers.” A house is not like a house with an absence of a mother, and a family is always imperfect and incomplete without her. 

Genuinely, no one can define the meaning of the word ‘Mother.’ We all get a holiday every year on holidays weekends, but a mother has no holidays, no weekends, and works continuously throughout the year without a single leave, even when she feels ill. She never demands anything in return for her work and care. She possesses many qualities that make her an idol of care and love. She always forgives her loved ones for their mistakes and always tries to correct our faults with some strict measures to realize our mistakes and understand our responsibilities. She always sacrifices something to make their children responsible person in their life and achieve success and further a comfortable life. She is a selfless Human Being, and we must have to respect her. 

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The Day I Put $50,000 in a Shoe Box and Handed It to a Stranger

I never thought i was the kind of person to fall for a scam..

Portrait of Charlotte Cowles

On a Tuesday evening this past October, I put $50,000 in cash in a shoe box, taped it shut as instructed, and carried it to the sidewalk in front of my apartment, my phone clasped to my ear. “Don’t let anyone hurt me,” I told the man on the line, feeling pathetic.

“You won’t be hurt,” he answered. “Just keep doing exactly as I say.”

Three minutes later, a white Mercedes SUV pulled up to the curb. “The back window will open,” said the man on the phone. “Do not look at the driver or talk to him. Put the box through the window, say ‘thank you,’ and go back inside.”

The man on the phone knew my home address, my Social Security number, the names of my family members, and that my 2-year-old son was playing in our living room. He told me my home was being watched, my laptop had been hacked, and we were in imminent danger. “I can help you, but only if you cooperate,” he said. His first orders: I could not tell anyone about our conversation, not even my spouse, or talk to the police or a lawyer.

Now I know this was all a scam — a cruel and violating one but painfully obvious in retrospect. Here’s what I can’t figure out: Why didn’t I just hang up and call 911? Why didn’t I text my husband, or my brother (a lawyer), or my best friend (also a lawyer), or my parents, or one of the many other people who would have helped me? Why did I hand over all that money — the contents of my savings account, strictly for emergencies — without a bigger fight?

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When I’ve told people this story, most of them say the same thing: You don’t seem like the type of person this would happen to. What they mean is that I’m not senile, or hysterical, or a rube. But these stereotypes are actually false. Younger adults — Gen Z, millennials, and Gen X — are 34 percent more likely to report losing money to fraud compared with those over 60, according to a recent report from the Federal Trade Commission. Another study found that well-educated people or those with good jobs were just as vulnerable to scams as everyone else.

Still, how could I have been such easy prey? Scam victims tend to be single, lonely, and economically insecure with low financial literacy. I am none of those things. I’m closer to the opposite. I’m a journalist who had a weekly column in the “Business” section of the New York Times. I’ve written a personal-finance column for this magazine for the past seven years. I interview money experts all the time and take their advice seriously. I’m married and talk to my friends, family, and colleagues every day.

And while this is harder to quantify — how do I even put it? — I’m not someone who loses her head. My mother-in-law has described me as even-keeled; my own mom has called me “maddeningly rational.” I am listed as an emergency contact for several friends — and their kids. I vote, floss, cook, and exercise. In other words, I’m not a person who panics under pressure and falls for a conspiracy involving drug smuggling, money laundering, and CIA officers at my door. Until, suddenly, I was.

That morning — it was October 31 — I dressed my toddler in a pizza costume for Halloween and kissed him good-bye before school. I wrote some work emails. At about 12:30 p.m., my phone buzzed. The caller ID said it was Amazon. I answered. A polite woman with a vague accent told me she was calling from Amazon customer service to check some unusual activity on my account. The call was being recorded for quality assurance. Had I recently spent $8,000 on MacBooks and iPads?

I had not. I checked my Amazon account. My order history showed diapers and groceries, no iPads. The woman, who said her name was Krista, told me the purchases had been made under my business account. “I don’t have a business account,” I said. “Hmm,” she said. “Our system shows that you have two.”

Krista and I concurred that I was the victim of identity theft, and she said she would flag the fraudulent accounts and freeze their activity. She provided me with a case-ID number for future reference and recommended that I check my credit cards. I did, and everything looked normal. I thanked her for her help.

Then Krista explained that Amazon had been having a lot of problems with identity theft and false accounts lately. It had become so pervasive that the company was working with a liaison at the Federal Trade Commission and was referring defrauded customers to him. Could she connect me?

“Um, sure?” I said.

Krista transferred the call to a man who identified himself as Calvin Mitchell. He said he was an investigator with the FTC, gave me his badge number, and had me write down his direct phone line in case I needed to contact him again. He also told me our call was being recorded. He asked me to verify the spelling of my name. Then he read me the last four digits of my Social Security number, my home address, and my date of birth to confirm that they were correct. The fact that he had my Social Security number threw me. I was getting nervous.

“I’m glad we’re speaking,” said Calvin. “Your personal information is linked to a case that we’ve been working on for a while now, and it’s quite serious.”

He told me that 22 bank accounts, nine vehicles, and four properties were registered to my name. The bank accounts had wired more than $3 million overseas, mostly to Jamaica and Iraq. Did I know anything about this? “No,” I said. Did I know someone named Stella Suk-Yee Kwong? “I don’t think so,” I said. He texted me a photo of her ID, which he claimed had been found in a car rented under my name that was abandoned on the southern border of Texas with blood and drugs in the trunk. A home in New Mexico affiliated with the car rental had subsequently been raided, he added, and authorities found more drugs, cash, and bank statements registered to my name and Social Security number. He texted me a drug-bust photo of bags of pills and money stacked on a table. He told me that there were warrants out for my arrest in Maryland and Texas and that I was being charged with cybercrimes, money laundering, and drug trafficking.

My head swam. I Googled my name along with “warrant” and “money laundering,” but nothing came up. Were arrest warrants public? I wasn’t sure. Google led me to truthfinder.com, which asked for my credit-card information — nope. “I’m in deep shit,” I texted my husband. “My identity was stolen and it seems really bad.”

Calvin wanted to know if I knew anyone who might be the culprit or if I had any connections to Iraq or Jamaica. “No,” I said. “This is the first I’m hearing about any of this, and it’s a lot to take in.” He asked if I had ever used public or unsecured Wi-Fi. “I don’t know. Maybe?” I said. “I used the airport Wi-Fi recently.”

“Ah,” he said. “That’s unfortunate. It’s how many of these breaches start.” I was embarrassed, like I’d left my fly unzipped. How could I have been so thoughtless? But also — didn’t everyone use the airport Wi-Fi?

Calvin told me to listen carefully. “The first thing you must do is not tell anyone what is going on. Everyone around you is a suspect.”

I almost laughed. I told him I was quite sure that my husband, who works for an affordable-housing nonprofit and makes meticulous spreadsheets for our child-care expenses, was not a secret drug smuggler. “I believe you, but even so, your communications are probably under surveillance,” Calvin said. “You cannot talk to him about this.” I quickly deleted the text messages I had sent my husband a few minutes earlier. “These are sophisticated criminals with a lot of money at stake,” he continued. “You should assume you are in danger and being watched. You cannot take any chances.”

I felt suspended between two worlds — the one I knew and the one this man was describing. If I had nothing to do with any of these allegations, how much could they truly affect me? I thought of an old This American Life episode about a woman whose Social Security card was stolen. No matter how many times she closed her bank accounts and opened new ones, her identity thief kept draining them, destroying her credit and her sanity. (It turned out to be her boyfriend.) I remembered another story about a man who got stuck on a no-fly list after his personal information was used by a terrorist group. It dawned on me that being connected to major federal offenses, even falsely, could really fuck up my life.

Calvin wanted to know how much money I currently had in my bank accounts. I told him that I had two — checking and savings — with a combined balance of a little over $80,000. As a freelancer in a volatile industry, I keep a sizable emergency fund, and I also set aside cash to pay my taxes at the end of the year, since they aren’t withheld from my paychecks.

His voice took on a more urgent tone. “You must have worked very hard to save all that money,” he said. “Do not share your bank-account information with anyone. I am going to help you keep your money safe.” He said that he would transfer me to his colleague at the CIA who was the lead investigator on my case and gave me a nine-digit case number for my records. (I Googled the number. Nothing.) He said the CIA agent would tell me what to do next, and he wished me luck.

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If it was a scam , I couldn’t see the angle. It had occurred to me that the whole story might be made up or an elaborate mistake. But no one had asked me for money or told me to buy crypto; they’d only encouraged me not to share my banking information. They hadn’t asked for my personal details; they already knew them. I hadn’t been told to click on anything.

Still, I had not seen a shred of evidence. I checked my bank accounts, credit cards, and credit score; nothing looked out of the ordinary. I knew I should probably talk to a lawyer or maybe call the police, though I was doubtful that they would help. What was I going to say — “My identity was stolen, and I think I’m somehow in danger”? I had no proof. I was also annoyed that my workday had been hijacked. It was 2 p.m., and I had already pushed back one deadline and postponed two work calls. I had to get myself out of this.

The next man who got on the line had a deeper voice and a slight British accent flecked with something I couldn’t identify. He told me his name was Michael Sarano and that he worked for the CIA on cases involving the FTC. He gave me his badge number. “I’m going to need more than that,” I said. “I have no reason to believe that any of what you’re saying is real.”

“I completely understand,” he said calmly. He told me to go to the FTC home page and look up the main phone number. “Now hang up the phone, and I will call you from that number right now.” I did as he said. The FTC number flashed on my screen, and I picked up. “How do I know you’re not just spoofing this?” I asked.

“It’s a government number,” he said, almost indignant. “It cannot be spoofed.” I wasn’t sure if this was true and tried Googling it, but Michael was already onto his next point. He told me the call was being recorded, so I put him on speaker and began recording on my end, too. He wanted to know if I had told anyone what was going on.

I admitted that I had texted my husband. “You must reassure him that everything is fine,” Michael said. “In many cases like this, we have to investigate the spouse as well, and the less he knows, the less he is implicated. From now on, you have to follow protocol if you want us to help you.”

“I don’t think I should lie to my husband,” I said, feeling stupid.

“You are being investigated for major federal crimes,” he said. “By keeping your husband out of this, you are protecting him.” He then repeated the point Calvin had made about my phone and computer being hacked and monitored by the criminals who had stolen my identity.

By that point, my husband had sent me a series of concerned texts. “Don’t worry. It will be okay,” I wrote back. It felt gross to imagine a third party reading along.

Michael snowed me with the same stories Calvin had. They were consistent: the car on the Texas border, the property in New Mexico, the drugs, the bank accounts. He asked if I shared my residence with anyone besides my husband and son. Then he asked more questions about my family members, including my parents, my brother, and my sister-in-law. He knew their names and where they lived. I told him they had nothing to do with this. In fact, I was now sure I wanted to consult a lawyer.

“If you talk to an attorney, I cannot help you anymore,” Michael said sternly. “You will be considered noncooperative. Your home will be raided, and your assets will be seized. You may be arrested. It’s your choice.” This seemed ludicrous. I pictured officers tramping in, taking my laptop, going through our bookshelves, questioning our neighbors, scaring my son. It was a nonstarter.

“Can I just come to your office and sort this out in person?” I said. “It’s getting late, and I need to take my son trick-or-treating soon.”

“My office is in Langley,” he said. “We don’t have enough time. We need to act immediately. I’m going to talk you through the process. It’s going to sound crazy, but we must follow protocol if we’re going to catch the people behind this.”

He explained that the CIA would need to freeze all the assets in my name, including my actual bank accounts. In the eyes of the law, there was no difference between the “real” and the fraudulent ones, he said. They would also deactivate my compromised Social Security number and get me a new one. Then, by monitoring any activity under my old Social Security number and accounts, they would catch the criminals who were using my identity and I would get my life back. But until then, I would need to use only cash for my day-to-day expenses.

It was far-fetched. Ridiculous. But also not completely out of the realm of possibility. “Do I have any other options?” I asked.

“Unfortunately, no,” he said. “You must follow my directions very carefully. We do not have much time.”

He asked me how much cash I thought I would need to support myself for a year if necessary. My assets could be frozen for up to two years if the investigation dragged on, he added. There could be a trial; I might need to testify. These things take time. “I don’t know, $50,000?” I said. I wondered how I would receive paychecks without a bank account. Would I have to take time off from work? I did some mental calculations of how much my husband could float us and for how long.

“Okay,” he said. “You need to go to the bank and get that cash out now. You cannot tell them what it is for. In one of my last cases, the identity thief was someone who worked at the bank.”

Michael told me to keep the phone on speaker so we would remain in contact. “It’s important that I monitor where this money goes from now on. Remember, all of your assets are part of this investigation,” he said. Then he told me that one of his colleagues would meet me at my apartment at 5 p.m. to guide me through the next steps.

“You can’t send a complete stranger to my home,” I said, my voice rising. “My 2-year-old son will be here.”

“Let me worry about that,” he said. “It’s my job. But if you don’t cooperate, I cannot keep you safe. It is your choice.”

It’s impossible to explain why I accepted this logic. But I had been given marching orders and a deadline. My son would be home soon, and I had to fix this mess. I put on sneakers in case I needed to run. I brought a backpack for the cash. I felt both terrified and absurd.

It was jarring to see trick-or-treaters in my Brooklyn neighborhood, people going about their lives. The air was crisp, and dead leaves swirled on the ground. I was on high alert for anyone who might be following me. At one point, a man in sunglasses and a hoodie trailed me for a few blocks. At Michael’s suggestion, I ducked into a parking garage until he passed.

When I reached the bank, I told the guard I needed to make a large cash withdrawal and she sent me upstairs. Michael was on speakerphone in my pocket. I asked the teller for $50,000. The woman behind the thick glass window raised her eyebrows, disappeared into a back room, came back with a large metal box of $100 bills, and counted them out with a machine. Then she pushed the stacks of bills through the slot along with a sheet of paper warning me against scams. I thanked her and left.

Michael was bursting with praise. “You did a great job,” he said. “I have to go for a moment to see about the details of your case; I’m going to have you speak to my colleague if you have any questions.” He put a woman on the line. She was younger, with an accent I couldn’t identify. She told me to go home and await further instructions.

As I walked back to my apartment, something jolted me out of my trance, and I became furious. No government agency would establish this as “protocol.” It was preposterous. “I need to speak with Michael,” I told the woman on the phone. He got on right away. “I don’t even believe that you’re a CIA agent,” I said. “What you’re asking me to do is completely unreasonable.”

He sighed. “I’m sending you a photo of my badge right now,” he said. “I don’t know what else to tell you. You can trust me, and I will help you. Or you can hang up and put yourself and your family in danger. Do you really want to take that risk with a young child?”

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I waited for a stoplight at a busy intersection. I could see my apartment window from where I stood. My son was playing inside with a neighbor’s daughter and their nanny. A picture of Michael’s badge appeared on my phone. I had no way of verifying it; it could easily have been Photoshopped. “I don’t trust you at all,” I said to Michael. “But it doesn’t seem like I have any other choice.”

When I got home, Michael told me to get a box, put the cash in it, take a picture of it, then tape it shut. I found a floral-printed shoe box that had once contained a pair of slippers I’d bought for myself — a frivolous purchase that now seemed mortifying. Michael told me to label it with my name, my case number, my address, a locker number he read to me, and my signature. Then he directed me to take another picture of the labeled box and text it to him.

“My colleague will be there soon. He is an undercover CIA agent, and he will secure the money for you,” he said. What exactly would that entail? I asked. “Tonight, we will close down your Social Security number, and you will lose access to your bank accounts,” he explained. “Tomorrow, you’ll need to go to the Social Security office and get a new Social Security number. We’ll secure this money for you in a government locker and hand-deliver a Treasury check for the same amount. You can cash the check and use it for your expenses until the investigation is over.”

“Why can’t I just use this cash?” I asked. “Why do you have to take it and give me a check?”

“Because all of your assets under your current identity are part of the investigation,” he said. “You are being charged with money laundering. If we secure this cash and then issue you a government check under your new Social Security number, that will be considered clean money.”

“I’ll need to see your colleague’s badge,” I said. “I’m not just going to give $50,000 of my money to someone I don’t know.”

“Undercover agents don’t carry badges,” he said, as if I’d asked the CIA to bring me a Happy Meal. “They’re undercover. Remember, you are probably being watched. The criminals cannot know that a CIA agent is there.”

In a twisted way, this made some amount of sense to me. Or maybe I had lost my grip on reality so completely that I was willing to resign myself to this new version of it. Most important, I didn’t know what else to do. Even if Michael wasn’t working for the CIA (which struck me as more and more likely), he was sending a man to our address. I felt a sickening dread that he might ask to come inside. If giving him this money would make him go away, I was ready to do it. I’d been on the phone for nearly five hours. I wanted to take my son trick-or-treating. I was exhausted.

Michael seemed to sense that I was flagging and asked if I’d had lunch. I hadn’t. He told me to eat something but keep him on the line; his agent was on the way to my address but running late. “You can meet him outside if that would make you more comfortable,” Michael said, and I felt relieved. While I gnawed on a granola bar at my desk, he got chatty and asked about my job. I told him I was going to Washington, D.C., later that week. “Oh, great. You could come to my office in Langley,” he said. “Where are you staying?”

A little after 6 p.m., Michael told me to go downstairs. His colleague was arriving. My husband had just come home from work and was reading to our son. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?” he asked as I put my coat on. I motioned to the phone and shushed him. Then I whispered, “I have to go downstairs and meet a guy who’s helping with the identity-theft case. I’ll explain more later.” He frowned and silently mouthed, “What?” I told him I had to go.

I met the SUV at the curb and put the money in the back seat. It was 6:06 p.m. Even if I’d tried to see who was driving, the windows were tinted and it was dusk. He maybe wore a baseball cap. When I turned around, I could see the backlit faces of my husband and son watching from our apartment nine stories above.

As I walked back inside, Michael texted me a photo of a Treasury check made out to me for $50,000 and told me a hard copy would be hand-delivered to me in the morning. He was working on setting up my appointment with the Social Security office. “You will receive a confirmation text shortly,” he said. “Stay on the line until you do.” I felt oddly comforted by this. An appointment would give me something legitimate, an actual connection to a government agency.

I took my son trick-or-treating, my phone on speaker in my pocket. I felt numb, almost in a fugue state, smiling and chatting with my neighbors and their kids. At one point, I checked to see if Michael was still there; his female colleague answered and said he’d be back soon. Then, when we got home and I checked again, the line was dead. I panicked and called back. The woman answered. “Michael is busy,” she said. “He’ll call you in the morning.”

I was confused. Did this mean I didn’t have a Social Security number at all anymore? I pictured myself floating, identity-less. “Do I have an appointment at the Social Security office?” I asked.

“Michael will call you tomorrow,” she repeated. “He hasn’t been able to secure your appointment yet. The Social Security office is closed now.”

I went into my bedroom and shut the door, feeling my face grow hot. I had a physical sensation of scales falling from my eyes; the room shimmered around me, spots raining from the ceiling. I saw the whole day peel away, like the layers of an onion — Michael, the FTC officer, the Amazon call — revealing my real life, raw and exposed, at the center. “Oh my God,” I said, my hands tingling. “You are lying to me. Michael was lying. You just took my money and I’m never getting it back.” That wasn’t true, the woman said. She understood that I was upset. She was sorry. Everything would be fine. “You’re a fucking liar,” I hissed, and hung up.

Through choking sobs, I told my husband what had happened. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, incredulous. “I would have stopped you.” That I’d been trying to protect him suddenly seemed so idiotic I couldn’t even say it out loud. Our son looked on, confused. “Mama’s sad,” he announced, clinging to my leg. We put him to bed and then I called my parents and my brother. At their urging, I called 911. Around 10:30 p.m., three police officers came over and took my statement. I struggled to recount what I’d done; it seemed like a bad dream. I felt like a fool.

“No government agency will ever ask you for money,” one cop informed me, as if I’d never heard it before. I wanted to scream, “I know. ” Instead, I said, “It didn’t really feel like he was asking.”

The police told me not to worry; the scammers wouldn’t be back. “They got what they wanted,” another officer said, as though it would reassure me. I gave them the photos and recordings I had. They promised to check traffic cameras for the car that had taken the money.

When I woke up the next morning, a few seconds passed before I remembered the previous day. I was my old self, in my old bed, milky dawn light on the walls. Then it all came crashing back, a fresh humiliation, and I curled into the fetal position. I felt violated, unreliable; I couldn’t trust myself. Were my tendencies toward people-pleasing, rule following, and conflict aversion far worse than I’d ever thought, even pathological? I imagined other people’s reactions. She’s always been a little careless. She seems unhinged. I considered keeping the whole thing a secret. I worried it would harm my professional reputation. I still do.

In the days that followed, I kept revisiting the fake world of that afternoon, slipping through a portal into an alternate life. I would get paranoid that someone was reading my texts, watching me as I took my son to school, or using my Social Security number to wire money and rent cars. It was a relief that I wasn’t actually in trouble with the law, but then again — I’d lost $50,000 and I wasn’t getting it back. I checked my accounts and credit cards obsessively. I called my bank. They gave me instructions to freeze my credit, file reports with the FBI and FTC, and run anti-virus software on my laptop to check for malware, which I did. I cried a lot. My husband felt helpless; he still doesn’t like to talk about it. Instead, he researched new locks for our doors and looked into security cameras. One night I shook him awake, convinced that someone was trying to break in. “It’s only the wind,” he said. “We’re safe.”

Fifty thousand dollars is a lot of money. It took me years to save, stashing away a few thousand every time I got paid for a big project. Part of it was money I had received from my grandfather, an inheritance he took great pains to set up for his grandchildren before his death. Sometimes I imagine how I would have spent it if I had to get rid of it in a day. I could have paid for over a year’s worth of child care up front. I could have put it toward the master’s degree I’ve always wanted. I could have housed multiple families for months. Perhaps, inadvertently, I am; I occasionally wonder what the scammers did with it.

Because I had set it aside for emergencies and taxes, it was money I tried to pretend I didn’t have — it wasn’t for spending. Initially, I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to afford my taxes this year, but then my accountant told me I could write off losses due to theft. So from a financial standpoint, I’ll survive, as long as I don’t have another emergency — a real one — anytime soon.

When I did tell friends what had happened, it seemed like everyone had a horror story. One friend’s dad, a criminal-defense attorney, had been scammed out of $1.2 million. Another person I know, a real-estate developer, was duped into wiring $450,000 to someone posing as one of his contractors. Someone else knew a Wall Street executive who had been conned into draining her 401(k) by some guy she met at a bar.

I felt a guilty sense of consolation whenever I heard about a scam involving someone I respected. If this could happen to them, maybe I wasn’t such a moron. As a journalist, it’s my instinct to research and talk to experts, so I dove into books and podcasts about scams, desperate to make sense of my own. I had known that fraud was on the rise but was shocked to learn the numbers — financial losses ballooned by more than 30 percent in 2022. I read that self-laceration is typical; half of victims blame themselves for being gullible, and most experience serious anxiety, depression, or other stress-related health problems afterward. I heard about victim support groups. I went to therapy.

When I discovered that Katie Gatti Tassin, a personal-finance expert who writes the popular Money With Katie newsletter, lost $8,000 five years ago to a grandmotherly-sounding woman pretending to call from Tassin’s credit union, I called her to ask how she’d coped. “Everyone was so patronizing,” she told me. “The response was basically ‘It’s your fault that this happened.’”

If I had to pinpoint a moment that made me think my scammers were legitimate, it was probably when they read me my Social Security number. Now I know that all kinds of personal information — your email address, your kids’ names and birthdays, even your pets’ names — are commonly sold on the dark web. Of course, the scammers could also have learned about my son from a 30-second perusal of my Instagram feed.

It was my brother, the lawyer, who pointed out that what I had experienced sounded a lot like a coerced confession. “I read enough transcripts of bad interrogations in law school to understand that anyone can be convinced that they have a very narrow set of terrible options,” he said. When I posed this theory to Saul Kassin, a psychology professor at John Jay College of Criminal Justice who studies coerced confessions, he agreed. “If someone is trying to get you to be compliant, they do it incrementally, in a series of small steps that take you farther and farther from what you know to be true,” he said. “It’s not about breaking the will. They were altering the sense of reality.” And when you haven’t done anything wrong, the risk of cooperating feels minimal, he added. An innocent person thinks everything will get sorted out. It also mattered that I was kept on the phone for so long. People start to break down cognitively after a few hours of interrogation. “At that point, they’re not thinking straight. They feel the need to put an end to the situation at all costs,” Kassin said.

I wondered how often scammers are caught and about the guy who’d driven the car to my apartment. But when I asked experts, they doubted he’d be a meaningful lead. One pointed out that he might have been a courier who was told to come pick up a box.

I still don’t believe that what happened to me could happen to anyone, but I’m starting to realize that I’m not uniquely fallible. Several friends felt strongly that if the scammers hadn’t mentioned my son, I would never have fallen for this. They’re right that I’d be willing to do — or pay — anything to protect him. Either way, I have to accept that someone waged psychological warfare on me, and I lost. For now, I just don’t answer my phone.

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Southern California’s love affair with the taco is hardly a secret. Here in Los Angeles, we’re privy to innumerable regional takes, all reflecting waves of historical and recent immigration to California from Mexico’s distinct regions, and the culinary practices that migrate as well.

The tacos I grew up eating at home resemble the tacos dorados that San Bernardino’s family-owned Mitla Cafe introduced to the region in 1937. At times referred to as the “gringo” taco (and sometimes disparaged as such by people with ethnic Mexican heritage), this style of taco eventually became popular at fast-casual restaurants across America. In fact, as Times columnist Gustavo Arellano wrote in his book “Taco USA,” Mitla Cafe was the place that inspired Taco Bell founder Glen Bell to start the now-global chain.

I was raised across San Diego and Riverside before settling in Los Angeles in adulthood. As I began exploring the city’s Black-owned restaurant scene as a food journalist, I noticed overlap between the tacos my mother made for my siblings and me at home and the ones offered at spots around town. Often, the same folded and fried tortilla shell was featured with ground beef or turkey, yellow cheese, shredded lettuce and tomatoes.

“Being Black and growing up in Los Angeles, they were in every household. Everyone’s mom made tacos,” Alisa Reynolds, chef and owner of My 2 Cents on Pico Boulevard, told me for my L.A. Times Food feature “How we made tacos a Black thing in L.A.,” published this week.

A plate with two tacos, Mexican rice and refried beans

More than 30 years ago, a pioneering class of Black chefs in L.A., many of whom were trained in their home kitchens, put their stamp on the taco, inducting it into California soul cuisine. The dish — what I’ve come to think of as the Black taco — has established itself as a local staple, with new Black-owned taco stands still building on its legacy today.

Barbara Burrell in the kitchen, prepares two shrimp tacos

“I grew up around a lot of Hispanic people in Watts, but really, my tacos are inspired by my mom,” says Keith Garrett, who’s behind the All Flavor No Grease food truck that parks on the corner of Manchester and Western Avenue. “If she says she’s making tacos, it doesn’t matter where I am — I’m on the way,” he says, laughing.

Dig deeper into the evolution of Black tacos with my essay , as well as a guide with nine places to try Black tacos across L.A. and a profile of an elusive Leimert Park taco window that draws hours-long lines.

In the spirit of Black History Month and L.A.’s Black-led taco scene, I’ve collected a handful of recipes that celebrate the evolution of California soul food.

First, I dug through our archives to find recipes from “ Jemima Code ” and “ Jubilee ” cookbook author — and former L.A. Times Food journalist — Toni Tipton-Martin. The food historian and first Black food editor of a major newspaper (the Cleveland Plain Dealer) extols the benefits of turkey as a low-fat alternative to pork and beef, including a turkey tostada and Caribbean turkey salad.

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And if you’re in the mood for a warming soup, try making the vegetarian gombo that chef Keith Corbin serves at his California soul restaurant Alta Adams .

Finally, if all that taco talk has you in the mood for a nostalgic take on a fast-casual favorite, I recommend columnist Jenn Harris’ homemade Taco Bell Crunchwrap supreme.

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Turkey Tostada With Chipotle Sauce

In a 1989 nutrition column for The Times, James Beard Award-winning author Toni Tipton-Martin provides guidance for adapting turkey to recipes traditionally made with pork or beef. She recommends making the turkey tostada by frying blue corn tortillas in oil until crisp and then patting them with paper towels to remove excess oil, a method that is common in Black taco preparations. Ground turkey also stands out as a common filling in Black tacos, though Tipton-Marin’s tostada features sliced and grilled turkey breast.

Get the recipe Makes 8 servings.

Caribbean Turkey Salad With Orange Vinaigrette

In the same roundup of turkey recipes, Tipton-Martin offers two easy, Caribbean-inspired recipes with honey-roasted turkey breast, including a citrus-driven salad with chopped pineapple and dried banana chips. If you’re craving something a bit heartier, her Island Turkey-Rice Salad substitutes orange juice for lime and adds rice, golden raisins and salted peanuts.

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Island Turkey-Rice Salad

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Vegan gombo

Chef Keith Corbin's vegetarian gumbo

The designated state cuisine of Louisiana , gumbo — or “gombo,” the spelling closer to the West African word for “okra” — is a rich stew with trademarks that include shellfish, the Creole “holy trinity” of celery, onions and bell peppers and often, sausage and chicken. At the California soul restaurant Alta Adams, chef Keith Corbin reinterprets the Southern staple into a plant-based dish that brims with local produce. Make Corbin’s recipe to warm up the next time a rainstorm blows through Southern California.

Get the recipe. Makes 12-15 servings. Cooking time: 75 minutes to 2 hours.

Homemade Crunchwrap Supreme

Homemade Taco Bell Crunchwrap Supreme

No matter how much I “refine” my palate, it’s the nostalgic dishes I grew up with that remain the most satisfying, including my mother’s tacos. When her tacos are out of reach, I sate that craving with tacos from places like Sky’s Gourmet Tacos or Worldwide Tacos . Sometimes I attempt to make them at home.

Food columnist Jenn Harris’ Homemade Crunchwrap Supreme is perfect for when you’re craving fast-casual American-style tacos, but don’t want to brave the drive-through lines. Piled with cumin-seasoned ground beef, cheese sauce, shredded lettuce, tomato and sliced olives, it’s an elevated take on Taco Bell’s iconic item and overlaps with the tacos my mom made for me growing up.

Get the recipe. Makes 8 wraps. Cooking time: 45 minutes.

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Danielle Dorsey is the assistant editor and writer of guides for the Food section. Previously, she was the senior West Coast editor at Thrillist, where she covered food, drink and travel across the California region. She grew up across San Diego and Riverside and has happily called Los Angeles home for more than 15 years.

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A Pennsylvania mother swatted down criticism after saying she wouldn't host birthday parties for her daughter each year.

The debate was sparked this month after Marissa Light shared a nearly four-minute TikTok video that's garnered 412,00 views and 10,000 likes in just two weeks. Light told Business Insider in an email that she's seen the negative comments, but she's completely unfazed.

"Going viral has definitely been interesting. But it actually is not my first time dealing with negative comments and a viral video," Light said. "I never put anything out on the internet that I don't stand behind, so it hasn't bothered me too much."

Light began the video by saying, "Under no circumstances will I be throwing my daughter a birthday party every single year."

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She continued: "Here's the deal: She is getting a first birthday party, she is getting a Sweet Sixteen and she is getting a graduation party. Other than that, she is not getting any more birthday parties."

Light, who tagged the video "#hotmomtake," said she didn't want to "force" family and friends to attend a party they wouldn't enjoy.

"Now, I have been to many children's birthday parties whether they were 3 ... 7 ... 12 ... and I'm sorry but as someone who did not have a kid at the time, they were not enjoyable," Light said. "And I don't even think the kid noticed that I was there. I am not going to force that on my friends and family."

Light added that parents who enjoy throwing parties should continue, but she didn't find the annual event necessary. Instead, Light plans to have smaller get-togethers with family for her daughter's birthdays.

"We will have dinner and cake with them every single year to celebrate my daughter's birthday, and every year on her birthday, we are going to do a 'Daisy Day' or an 'All About You Day," she said.

Light said a "Daisy Day" could include a special breakfast, fun activities, toy shopping, and other birthday-themed pastimes.

In the same video, Light told viewers she knows her daughter might want a birthday party one day, which is fine. When that happens, Light's daughter can choose between a "Daisy Day" or a traditional birthday party.

"I'm just saying as someone who has been to a lot of them and kind of felt obligated to be at them, I'm just not going to be doing it," she said, adding that organizing the event is stressful and attendees likely won't find the party all that enjoyable.

"I just don't want a bunch of people sitting around at my house all day," she said in the video.

Light's video amassed more than 4,500 comments, many of which were divided. Some commenters applauded Light's idea.

"That is the perfect setup. When she's too little to care about a party, she gets a day. When she wants one, you're on board. Perfection," one person wrote.

But others criticized it. They said her daughter would regret not having birthday parties.

"Everyone deserves a bday party every year. Even a small one with a few of their besties," a user wrote.

Another added: "I never had bday parties growing up, and I was always jealous of the kids in my class who got them. Currently pregnant, and she'll have her parties if she wants them."

In her statement to BI, Light also addressed TikTok users who suggested she didn't want to put in the effort to celebrate her daughter's birthday.

"In fact, I would argue my 'all about you' day requires the same amount of effort, if not more, than a big party every year," Light said. "It's about your child being happy and creating special memories with them and giving them options, especially once they reach an age where they can choose how they want to spend their special day."

She added: "While the job of being a mom never ends, we only have so many birthdays with them and I want to be as fully present as possible for every single one of them."

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