A Mother’s Love to a child

As a mother I take over cared and tried to iron my passwords education so that he can espouse in his life. I came from a large family in Brazil. I wasnt the only child I learned to share, how provide for myself, and for my 3 sisters, and 3 brothers. My father was a serious man he had a job, and quiet came denture to provide for entirely of us. During dinner pri tidings term he insisted that everyone had to be home and had to sit down at the table and talk about their day. This was a must in my family too.The reason why he had that rule was because he was a religious man, and meals should be shared with the family as well as conversations. No one had any choice of not sitting at the table, unless we didnt want to eat. When I had a child, I waited for the right clipping to have one. I didnt want to rush into motherhood responsibleness until I had everything in order to support my child. My husband had to find a job, and so did I. We had a house, a car, and jobs to support my c hild we were ready.When my child was born, I chose to go to the United States of America, so that my child can have a better life. In Brazil, the education is not challenging, and not recognized in other parts of the world as a higher education. For him to have a better education, a better standard of living, and for him to have what we neer had, we had to give up our lives in Brazil. As the years went by I was always there for my son. Through my eyeball as he grows older, he is still the little son that I held in my arms for the starting time.In his teenage years I have seen him grow further away from me. Every day when he gets home he goes to his way of life without talking to me, or saying anything about his day. I guess that is what all kids go through in these years, because of the stage of exploration of new things in life. Like driving, video games, girls, and puberty. I still love my son, and even if he doesnt want to talk to me then I guess he has everything in order i n his life. He is very intelligent, and I combine that he knows what to do, and do the right thing.I have noticed that he hasnt come to me to say if he has had any problems in school. I guess to me he has no problems going on, or maybe he has it in control. I have always said to him every time he comes home, how was your day Miguel? He would always say, it was ok. When I heard that my son was having problems in reading, I was shocked. I couldnt believe my bright boy was having such problems. I tried my best to make him study more, and comply in life. Now it looks like he needs help in reading, and I am going to be there for him.The teacher told me that he had to memorize a book in order to pass the class. I was with him every day when he got home, helping him to study and memorize the story. When the day came for him to tell the story, I was waiting for him at home. When he got home, I looked into his eyes and he said Mom, I did it. I passed I was so happy, and I knew he could do it. From that day on, I have never doubted my son on what he can do. He is a bright puppyish man, intelligent, respectful, and responsible when it comes to work that is given to him.