My Heroes

                

              Have you ever wondered what a true hero is like? When people say hero, they usually think of cartoon characters like Superman, Spider man, or SpongeBob. But for me, I will think of my mom. My mom is caring, encouraging, and she loves me. I won’t be able to make it to today if she had never taught me all those lessons of life.

                I consider my mom as my hero because I am nothing if she is not there. I considered her as my hero again because they are working hard for us, for my brothers and my sister, only to live without suffering any pain. I salute my/our parents. I salute them because they understand us. Their patience doesn't end. My father and mother cares about us. Cares about me. They care about our problems. They care what we feel, painful or painless. My mom is always encouraging me to do well in school and at home. My father tells everything to me what is good, what I am going to do. He doesn't want us at the last. Sometimes, I got irate because he expected too much out of me, but at the end, I realize that he was always be there for me when I need him. I love my mother. She keeps telling me not to give up no matter how complicated and intricate objective is. My mom is always encouraging me not to step down the stairs of life. When I bring home a bad grade, she always gently talk to me and expected me to do better. My mom loves me ever since she carried me and she always will be for the rest of her life. She never did tell me, but somewhere deep inside, I know it was love. Even though sometimes I talk back at her, I know that I will always be her sweetheart. My mom loves me for who I am and she will love me if I changed. My mom is always willing to sacrifice herself for my family and me.

               Sometimes I hate my parents because they didn't give what I want and sometimes they are scolding me. But, even if is that the case, I still salute my parents. I care for my parents and I love so much my parents.