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My life is full of important people and I love and admire them all. But the person who is closest to me and whom I admire the most is my grandfather. Grandfather was a school teacher. Now he is retired. But he never loses a chance to teach me whenever I am wrong. He is a very reserved person and does not open up so easily. Mostly he stays in his bedroom and reads books in all languages. Yes! He knows many languages and I hope I get the chance to learn them from him. He is a bit stern but for a cause. He does not talk much. Another important thing is that he loves garden. Infact when when our garden's fruits were being stolen he was the one to encourage me to grow trees once again. Sometimes he would also share his experiences with studies of his class. I never feel lonely when he's around.
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My life is full of important people and I love and admire them all. But the person who is closest to me and whom I admire the most is my grandfather. Grandfather was a school teacher. Now he is retired. But he never loses a chance to teach me whenever I am wrong. He is a very reserved person and does not open up so easily. Mostly he stays in his bedroom and reads books in all languages. Yes! He knows many languages and I hope I get the chance to learn them from him. He is a bit stern but for a cause. He does not talk much. Another important thing is that he loves garden. Infact when when our garden's fruits were being stolen he was the one to encourage me to grow trees once again. Sometimes he would also share his experiences with studies of his class. I never feel lonely when he's around.
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heya...this ANSWER is going to be very special to me since I love my mother more than anything else in the world ....
1 .here are my views and thoughts...
I was always someone that craved love and attention. This is not to say that I accepted love willingly—quite the opposite, in fact.
If someone decided to like or even love me they would have to pass through a path of obstacles, being pushed pulled and tested at every corner. Only then, upon arrival at the finish line, would they gain my acceptance.
As you can imagine, this eliminated a number of potential friends and partners, and I often found myself lonely and disappointed.
The root of my inability to accept love easily stems back to my childhood.
Although I have not had the honour of becoming a mother yet, the bond which developed between my mother and I has deeply influenced my life. From birth to about 12, my brain was a sponge, soaking up all the information I could and I participated in all the mother-daughter activities lined up for me. This included baking, colouring, reading and even homework assistance. My mother was always super organised and partook in my everyday learning.
During my teenage years, however, the relationship with my mother was strained. I was discovering myself as a young woman and quite often I rebelled just as any teenager would. My mother was from a different generation and she found it difficult to adjust to my frantic mood swings and uprisings. I would rebel against the food she made or her favourite television shows. I even cut back on studying. Whatever it was, we would disagree on everything for a long while.
however...as times have begun to change....I'm beginning to realise the importance she holds in my life...she's a working woman and has considerably less time for me than usual mother's...but she takes care of each and every moment I spend
.2. the second part of the question.
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my mom's in words
Beautiful. I remember watching my Mom get ready to go to a party when I was a little girl, and thinking she was the most beautiful woman in the whole world. Many of us still feel that way. Other words in this category include “immaculate,” “graceful,” “elegant” and “pristine.
Steady,
she is the most precious prestigious smart witty and my guardian angel....I love her a lot and wish that she never leaves my hand at any cost...
whenever I lose support...she's there wid me...to understand me to help me and most importantly love me...
the thing that makes me close to her is her sense of humour and her beautiful expression power...she has the ability to say the most difficult things in a woosh!
when I was small ...I thought she had a magic wand with which she used to solve my childhood mysterious...
I love my mother more than anything else...
my mom's was there when I was very sick once and I had to give my terminal exams....she was there comforting me...I can't describe that feeling....she couldn't get a leave from office...but still she remained at home...this incident says that my mom is there for me and with me... ALWAYS...
HOPE this helps you:)
1 .here are my views and thoughts...
I was always someone that craved love and attention. This is not to say that I accepted love willingly—quite the opposite, in fact.
If someone decided to like or even love me they would have to pass through a path of obstacles, being pushed pulled and tested at every corner. Only then, upon arrival at the finish line, would they gain my acceptance.
As you can imagine, this eliminated a number of potential friends and partners, and I often found myself lonely and disappointed.
The root of my inability to accept love easily stems back to my childhood.
Although I have not had the honour of becoming a mother yet, the bond which developed between my mother and I has deeply influenced my life. From birth to about 12, my brain was a sponge, soaking up all the information I could and I participated in all the mother-daughter activities lined up for me. This included baking, colouring, reading and even homework assistance. My mother was always super organised and partook in my everyday learning.
During my teenage years, however, the relationship with my mother was strained. I was discovering myself as a young woman and quite often I rebelled just as any teenager would. My mother was from a different generation and she found it difficult to adjust to my frantic mood swings and uprisings. I would rebel against the food she made or her favourite television shows. I even cut back on studying. Whatever it was, we would disagree on everything for a long while.
however...as times have begun to change....I'm beginning to realise the importance she holds in my life...she's a working woman and has considerably less time for me than usual mother's...but she takes care of each and every moment I spend
.2. the second part of the question.
.
my mom's in words
Beautiful. I remember watching my Mom get ready to go to a party when I was a little girl, and thinking she was the most beautiful woman in the whole world. Many of us still feel that way. Other words in this category include “immaculate,” “graceful,” “elegant” and “pristine.
Steady,
she is the most precious prestigious smart witty and my guardian angel....I love her a lot and wish that she never leaves my hand at any cost...
whenever I lose support...she's there wid me...to understand me to help me and most importantly love me...
the thing that makes me close to her is her sense of humour and her beautiful expression power...she has the ability to say the most difficult things in a woosh!
when I was small ...I thought she had a magic wand with which she used to solve my childhood mysterious...
I love my mother more than anything else...
my mom's was there when I was very sick once and I had to give my terminal exams....she was there comforting me...I can't describe that feeling....she couldn't get a leave from office...but still she remained at home...this incident says that my mom is there for me and with me... ALWAYS...
HOPE this helps you:)
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