Why am I proud of my mum?
Everyone has a hero, heroine, someone who is worthwhile to imitate, as it’s just perfect. Let’s think on Nelson Mandela, for example, Martin Luther King and his famous speech” I have a dream”, Maria Teresa di Calcutta and there are an infinity of other names who should be remembered for what they have fought or worked for. However, even if I have a great esteem for most of the cited personages, the person I admire the most is my mum. Her great courage, honesty, force, her delicate voice that has the power to calm you in a panic moment, as well as her character and sweetie personality are just a small part of what I love of her. It’s actually very difficult to find all the adjectives about her, she is just fantastic, she is my lighthouse in the darkest of the days where it’s practically impossible to see any ray of the sun.
Why do I admire her? When she was in high school, her parents were really worried about her future and were thinking to find her a place in a travel agency as they were sure she couldn’t go to university. From that precise moment, my mum understood she should have started to work very hard in order to demonstrate she could arrive far and achieve all her dreams. Lesson after lesson, homework after homework, she assembled the last two years of high school together in one year and she took her diploma at the splendid age of 16. In fact, when she went to university she was actually the youngest of her year and the teachers weren’t pretty sure whether she could ever survive there with all those lions and tremendous animals. But, that was what she really wanted to do and since she was confused as to the course to take, she took medicine and, at the same time, school for interpreters. After one year, she immediately understood that school for interpreters wasn’t for her and thus she continued with medicine. She encountered lots of different obstacles, both in terms of the real job and in friendship. All her colleagues didn’t’ respect her, probably due to the fact that they were just frightened by her. She was the youngest between all of them and she had the same skills and abilities of the others. So, why was she so special? The biggest difference between her and the others was that she really loved her job and she wanted to travel around the world to deepen her knowledge in the field she was studying: immunodeficiency.
She went to work in Stockholm for two years and it was there that she actually founded her best friend who really helped her and supported her when she felt stuck and she didn’t know what to do.
By Bibi Blasio
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