I remember one time when i was younger I was annoying her so much about her letting me carry my little brother that she put him down and slapped the annoying right out of me. Never in my life have I ever bothered her at a stressful time ever again. She also tells me stories of how when she was younger she would get into fist fights with her friends or with anyone else that would try to step all over her. I remember this one time when she told me that she fought a basketball player because she tried moving my mom from where she was sitting and she pushed my mom. She says that she got so mad she punched the girl and through the desk at her, never again did she mess with my mom. Sometimes I can’t believe the stories she tells me because it’s like my mom was so hard core that it’s amazing. Sometimes I wish I was alive during those times just to see her in action. When we have our heart to hearts she always reminds me of how I remind her so much of herself with the things I do or did when I was younger. She told me a story of how when I was in kindergarden I wanted to help out my teacher with something and she wouldn’t let me so I threw a chair at her. Honestly I don’t remember this but according to her I had to get therapy because of it. Well that is besides the point of this essay. Another point I want to enhance about my mom is how elegant and beautiful she is. Honestly, she takes