anecdote #3

About twelve years ago, my mom used to work at a DMV. She was very responsible at her work, and got things done. While she worked there, they were going through a reorganization in their division. While this was happening, they couldn’t get customers paper work done for their drivers license. While this was going on, they had a new manager, and all of the customers would be concerned or would complain to him. He did not like the fact that they were all bothering him about it, and how the division in which my mom worked in would tell the customers why they could not get their paper work done. While the reorganization was taking place, the new manager had sent an e-mail to everyone in my moms division telling everyone to lie for him and to not let “their dirty laundry out”. My mom said she was very angry she replied saying “I am not letting my dirty laundry out, I am being honest to the public I serve because we are using public funds and I will not lie for you or anyone in the department”. After this incident, the manager did not like my mother, and every time she would do something good at work or take responsibility for something, the manager would always give the credit to someone else. Of course my mom did not pay attention to it, because she already knew she did it and it is recorded in the computer what she got done. After this, the manager did not think about doing anything to her anymore.

anecdote #2

In high school, my mother was telling me how she had a history teacher. She was saying that in that class she always did good on her assignments and projects. However, the teacher didn't think so. Whenever the teacher would ask a question and my mom would answer it he would always say that it was wrong, but when somebody else answered it, then he would say it was right and would give them full credit. One day, she had turned in an assignment and the teacher had given her an F, when one of her classmates got a better grade for no doing anything. At the end of class, she approached him to his desk and asked why was it that she failed the assignment with an F. His response was that he wanted to fail her, and have her not graduate high school. My mom said she was so shocked that she was speechless at the moment and he asked her "Are you afraid of me?" My mom being angry put her hand on his desk and her being in his face said "I am not afraid of, I'm afraid of my mother and so should you. Now if you do not give me the proper grade i deserve i will take my paper and my classmates paper to the principles office and show him that they are the same but you giving me a lower grade". She said she walked out of the classroom without her teacher having to say anything. In the end, he gave her the passing grade.

anecdote

Late in the afternoon, 9/1/09, my mother was discussing a conversation about what happened to Moses, from the bible. My dad had said one thing about what he thought had happened to him. However, my mom disagreed with him and eventually they started going back and fourth on what supposedly really happened. My dad, would say what he thought over and over, and my mom would just say "No thats not how it happened!, Im going to prove it to you!" I thought it was pretty funny because they were going back and fourth on something very small. However, for my mom, nothing is small. It took about ten minutes for my mom to find the evidence in the bible. She just shoved it in his face, and my dad was mad because he was wrong. As soon as my mom got what she wanted out, she "made her peace" as she explained to us.

Controlling Impression

In this following essay, i would like to write about my mom. My mom is one out of 7 children. She was the only one born here in the United States, and the rest of her siblings, were born in Mexico. As a child, my mom being the youngest, would always get insulted and was put down with words with everyone around her. Also, she was never allowed to express her opinions, or let anything out. Whenever she was put in these situations, she would never say anything or do anything about it. She came to a point to where she couldn't take it anymore, and she let it all out, and from then on she never let anyone hurt her with words again. She is now a confident, woman who stands on her own two feet.