[dropcap]S[/dropcap]ometimes I wonder why my mother put up with my antics. I know I wasn’t an easy kid while I was growing up. She was a tough mother and I was always the kid looking for an easy way out.
I was good in science and math because it always came fairly easy to me. I struggled with English and that was where my mother stepped in. I didn’t have much interest in doing well in things I didn’t have any interest in. Whatever big English papers would come along I would attempt to blow off. It was my mother that knew and understood that if I was going to have even a modest chance at getting into medical school that I had better improve my English. She stayed up with me many nights making sure that I would be prepared for those English tests or any English papers that might have been due.
I remember one particular night I was about 16 years old and I had an English paper due the next day, but I decided to go out with some friends without telling her where I was going. I got home at around 10:30 PM on that particular night. I was going to have face my mother’s wrath and I thought of all of the different options I had. I could just turn around and not show my face till the next morning, but then I quickly realized that this probably wasn’t going to be the best option. I took a deep breath and decided to open the front door.
When I opened the door, I saw her standing there. She asked me to spend the night on the porch. I looked at the porch and then at her. She offered me a thin blanket and a foamy cushion. She had always warned me that it was ok to be running late, but to always tell her where I was. I pleaded with her saying that I needed to finish that English paper. She gave me an evil eye saying if I didn’t care about my grades then why should she?
I actually ended up finishing the English paper due to the chilly fall breeze which didn’t allow me to get any sleep. I might add I managed to get a pretty good grade for that English paper. I probably put a little more effort into it because I had disappointed my mother and wanted to make up for it. It are those moments of “tough love” that make me want to say thank you. It was due to her strict discipline that I managed to become a doctor. She spent many sleepless nights with me making sure I always managed to get my school work done on time. Of course if you ever asked her she would probably tell you she still doesn’t know how I ever became a doctor. Thank you mom for everything you have done for me. Happy Mother’s Day!