The Beauty She Carries

“How Beautiful!” My fashion fanatic friend exclaimed to me after seeing my new pair of Armani jeans in my closet. Just like my friend Jane, everyone in this chaotic world is fascinated with beauty whether it is external or internal. Beauty is universal, has no language, and can be inspirational. Some people find beauty in the physical appearance, nature, art, music, vehicles, but my mother’s beauty is incomparable to all.
My mom is Irene Franco, a five feet tall, gorgeous Hispanic woman with features so intense they make her undeniably beautiful. Her silky brown, wavy hair goes perfect with her free spirit personality. Her hair is so soft it always reminds me of the smoothness of a peacock feather. Her glance is so powerful because of her almond shaped eyes. I can always look into her eyes and know who I am and where I come from. Her smile however, is her best feature. Every time my mother smiles, my dad drifts off talking about how that was what initially attracted him to her when her first met her. Along with her facial features, she is always dressed immaculately.
My mother’s beauty goes way further than just her external appearance. She is very understanding and has a greater drive for success than anyone I have met. She has taught me that life is full of greatness and that everything has a solution. When my father abandoned us, she definitely stepped up and became both mother and father to me. My mom left her country to give me a better life and has sacrificed herself continuously for me. At times, she would work to jobs to make sure I could have all the things I needed. My mom attended every school event from Head Start and throughout all of my high school years. She comforted me and wiped my tears every time I cried. She showed me that giving up should never be an option or solution, and to always carry on no matter what the situation is. Her perseverance is the most beautiful trait she possesses.
Throughout life, I have seen beauty in numerous things, but none of them compare to the beauty I see in my mother. She carries both physical and internal beauty, something that is very rare to discover in a human being in today’s society. She accepts who she is and is proud of the person she has become. My mother always tells me “love you appearance just as it is mija, and don’t try to blend in to satisfy others.” My mom may not realize it, but she is my role model. I hope one day I can become as beautiful as she is. She is a woman of good faith, strong, loving, and altogether the most beautiful creature I have met in this world.

Norman Rockwell

In painting The Problem We All Live With it illustrates the event of the first African American to attend an unsegregated school. It is a moment that represented change for the world. The reason it is called The Problem We All Live With I believe is because the child has to be escorted and still none the less someone threw a tomatoe at the child. It shows how people don't share the same perspective on racial equality. This was done in 1964 yet we are in the year 2007 and sometimes we are still victems of racism. We may not change the past but we can work to a future where is equality knows no race or gender.

Self Choice

Unjustice has existed since the begining of human kind and will continue to affect us. It is true some people are given a better education by the goverment but it does not go to say those people deserve it. Life won't always give us the greatest opportunities but what you make of what you have shows who you will become. If you sit there and complain about the school that you go to rather than decide to make a change, then you are condemning yourself. Race does not determine your intelligence, desire, or success but you do.

Mrs.Prestia

Life is full of experiences both great and horrible yet, they form who you will become as a person. My first couple of years in high school I was very caught in only having a good time and I set aside school. In my Junior year of school I met Mrs. Prestia. She was a sixty-two year old woman teaching English III. Mrs. Prestia had a severe case of osteoporosis but she never let it get in her way. She saw potential in me and one day stopped me after class and let me know that was I capable of becoming something better. Eventually I stopped skipping classes and managed to graduate in the top quarter of my senior class. It takes people not giving up on one another to make an impact. Mrs. Prestia never lost hope in me and helped me become a better student.