Comment on an experience in your life that had an Essay

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Comment on an experience in your life that had an effect on your life




I was a little worried writing about my mother because I thought it would seem like I was
looking for sympathy, but I figured it was a good topic to write about because it had the
largest effect on me. My goal became to write an essay that didn't focus on the death or
loss but on the change and growth that took place.


Being active is something that has always been important to me, and I learned this from
growing up with and observing an expert. My mother was more active and involved than
anyone I have ever known. She had an endless energy for life, and love for my two brothers
and me, and I have tried to be the kind of person that she was. The phrase on her
headstone reads: "A joyous and boundless energy."


My mother was a highly respected kindergarten teacher for twenty years. In addition to
working with children as a professional, she was always involved in my elementary school
years, as a class mother or President of the PTO. In the summers there were more children,
as we would go to sleepaway camp in Maine and she would be in charge of the youngest group
of campers. She was always running, playing, consoling, planning, and caring for children.
At home, she was just as active. I remember doing homework with her every night and she
got so involved with it that she would practically do it for me, which I thought, at the
time, was a pretty good thing. We were always going places, visiting friends, just
learning, and there was never a dull moment. Though I didn't know it consciously at the
time, she was setting an example which I was bound to follow.


Over seven years ago, my mother died after a long battle with melanoma. I was ten at the
time, in fifth grade, and I suppose I didn't really understand it all that well, or as
well as my older brothers did. This essay is not about that loss or death, but on the
change that took place. After she was gone, things were so drastically different, because
there was so much dull time with nothing to fill it but thoughts. I think I learned from
my mom about how to be active and I must have decided, subconsciously, to continue in her
path. I saw how happy she and the rest of my family were, and I wanted to perpetuate that.


Though it was a small beginning, I began the next year by becoming class president. I
joined every club I could and participated in different sports. I wanted to do as many
different things as I could. One of my memories of junior high was being busy every lunch
period with meetings: the math team, student government, Junior National Honor Society. I
was the this little tiny kid, the smallest in my grade, and I was always running around
and talking. I remember being scolded many times for what I thought was having too much
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