Hi Steemians! How’s everything going?
Today I decided to tell you about an aspect of my life that definitely made me who I am, the fact that my mom is a teacher.
I know I am not the only one having a mom who’s a teacher but mine definitely took her profession to our home, she raised my siblings with strict rules since they had to stay home alone while she was studying; when I was born, my parents got their divorce and my mom moved to another city where she had a little bit more support from our family.
As I was literally the baby of my house, because my brother and sister are around ten years older than me, I was really spoiled but at the same time they all demanded a lot from me, and taught me lot of things since a really young age. I started kindergarten and a week later my teacher asked my mom to transfer me to the next class because I already knew all the material for that classroom and was too bored all the time. Right after, already in the next class, it happen again, I was making my classmates homework so they could play with me, since the class was “too boring” for me.
My mom wasn’t really convinced because I was too young and small, I started first grade at age of 4, and since that very moment I was always one the best students, my mom made sure of that, the story was the same in high school and in the university; not just her but my brother, who was just as me, as a child, expected the best of me, and so I did. I won’t lie, it was tough because I got really stressed when thing didn’t go well with my grades, but I appreciated because they pushed me to my best and supported me when everything turned bad. They never got mad because of a bad grade, the total opposite; they supported me and made me feel better.
Thanks to that I always did my best, and definitely made who I am!
This is my family, my mom, my sister, mi brother who really doesn't like smiling and his little son, and obviously me (the one holing the baby!).
Thanks to everyone for reading! Hugs!