Born in a rural community in Northeast Mississippi to a single mother, Allie Mae Smith, she was the middle child of three children, having an older sister and younger brother. Nowadays, my grandmother often reminisces about her childhood and past accomplishments, from her life in a multi-generational household, living alongside her grandpa, great-grandma, her mother, and her siblings to her college years. She also speaks of how they lived on a plot of land that they owned, where they nourished a thriving farm which they used for food. Where she would work in the fields during the day and cook the harvest by nightfall. While, the work was demanding, it was a life envied by many in a time when African-Americans were deprived of numerous rights …show more content…
Therefore, she decided to leave home in 1970 to attend college in Coahoma, MS. In 1972 she would have my mother, Sherry Smith-Taylor, nonetheless she didn’t let being a single mother stop herself from furthering her education, and she returned to her hometown of Holly Springs to attend MIT and receive her B.A. of Education. After graduating she began working at Byhalia Middle School before she went back to school at the University of Mississippi and achieved her Masters of Education in Special Education. Thereafter, she worked at Holly Springs Intermediate School in Special Education, teaching severely disabled students for thirty-seven years, until 2013 when she decided to retire from her post. Fear, doesn’t resonate in her, only pure grit which has driven her continued success throughout her life. Despite the obstacles she has faced to get where she is …show more content…
Anytime we meet someone who my Grandma has taught, they always remember her and the mark that she placed on their life. She has turned children whom most people had given up hope on, into individuals who are now able to be productive members of society. Her reprimanding of students has formed many well-rounded individuals, her authoritative voice still rings though my ears now, “Are you talking in my line!” or “Do you think you’re the boss of this classroom?” I wasn’t ever on the receiving end of those words, nonetheless I always knew that she only did it for the betterment of she mentored. While, my mother has also been a significant individual in my life, my grandmother has always been my confidant, someone I could go to whenever I was confused or needed guidance, and she always had the answers. Whether it was putting alcohol on a scrapped knee or lending a shoulder to cry on, I could count on her to be there during my most precious moments. The tough love has also Those around me say I’ve taken on her characteristics, her high cheekbones and dimples, her ambition, and most importantly her straight forward
I learned how Ida B. Wells-Barnett started her life. Born as a slave, orphaned at 16, she became a teacher to support her surviving brothers and sisters. With the difficult circumstances brought upon her, it took an amazing amount of determination for her to fight for black civil rights and women’s rights in the 19th century. In a more civilized age, it’s harder to witness the courage she represented for the disadvantaged.
Mama’s harsh upbringing frames her perspective on the world. During Mama’s childhood, she faces a harsh world chock full of microaggressions and racial prejudice alike. Despite all of the factors working negatively in Mama’s favor, she successfully clambered out of her original pit of societal oppression, and instead took residence in a society a tier above that of her upbringing. The cornerstone of Mama’s dream is the concept of a home with a garden, wherein family can grow up and prosper: “Well, I always wanted me a garden like I used to see sometimes at the back of the houses down home. This plant is close as I ever got to having one” (Hansberry, 53). Although this dream might seem meager through a contemporary looking-glass, black people were systematically denied homes prior to and including the mid-nineteenth century, therefore Mama’s dream demonstrates her direct wish to live a life
I consider my mother to be the most important person in my life because she has always been the rock in my family. She raised my two sisters and me to be independent, educated, and well-rounded individuals with little to no help from her family or my father. My mother learned at a young age that if you want something you must get up and find a way to achieve it for yourself. She worked two jobs to pay her way through college and always told my sisters and me that college was not an option, so she made sure we all
Growing up was not such an easy task for me. There came a time where I needed support far more than anyone person could provide, except for one, she was exceptional she was my rock, she held my world together she is my Grandmother. My Grandmother was not just my Grandmother; she was also my friend, my provider, and my savior because without her I would have more than likely taken a very wrong path in life.
Does not matter if it is advice, shoulder to cry on, food or a place to stay, my grandmother is always there for her loved ones. In my family she is known as the glue who keeps us together. III. I suffered from depression for 2 years and during this time my grandma unwavering love and support always kept me going.
Growing up was not such an easy task for me. There came a time where I needed support far more than any one person could provide, except for one. She is exceptional she was my rock, she held my world together she is my Grandmother. My Grandmother is not just my Grandmother; she is also my friend, my provider, and my savior because without her I would have more than likely taken a very wrong path in life.
Born in a rural community in Northeast Mississippi to a single mother, Allie Mae Smith, she was the middle child of three children, an older sister and a younger brother. My grandmother often reminisces about her childhood, from her life in a multi-generational household, living alongside her grandpa, great-grandma, her mother, and her siblings. They lived on a plot of land that they owned, where they nourished a thriving farm which was used for food. She would work in the fields during the day and cook the harvest by nightfall. Although, the work was demanding, it was a life envied by many in a time when most African-Americans were deprived of rights. Her goal was to make sure she got an education so would never have to work in another field.
My nana was someone who throughout my life, always pushed me to do my best. She continually inspired me to be strong and independent, while never letting me forget it’s okay to lean on others when you’re down. It was the simple things she did that made me want to follow her every step; the way her sparkling sapphire eyes brought life to every conversation, the way she danced around the kitchen to Michael Buble while she cleaned, or the astounding way she always knew what to say to exile my fears. There was an aura about her that drew people in, she was the type of person to make a friend in the doughnut isle at Meijer and call them once a month to see how they’re doing (true story); she was truly pure and selfless. Everybody deserves to have someone like my nana in their lives to pick them up when they fall, to comfort them when they’re scared, but most importantly to show them how to be strong and level- headed when life challenges you in the most unexpected ways.
My mother has always been a person that constantly affected my life for the better.
“ My grandmother knew what life was all about; no one ever left her house with an empty belly, without getting a hug ,also without hearing I love you. She touched the heart and soul of everyone that met her but none other than me.” She was always there for me and everyone else in our family. She’s what you would call “the rock” of the family because she knew how to keep us all together and going.
I am from a loving mother who has raised me my whole life. She had the help of my grandmother for 8 years of it, so I can say that I was very much a grandma’s girl growing up. Being raised by my mom and grandmother showed me two independent women taking care of me. My mom would go to work and so my grandma was there to wake me up and get me ready for school. She would fix my hair, make me my breakfast and lunch and drop me off at school for the day with my best friend growing up. She was there when I got out and made sure my friend and I got our homework done before we could go outside and play. She made me dinner and watched TV with me. There would be days when she wanted to go on a drive and I wanted to go with her. My grandma was a huge part of my life growing up. Where she went, I went with her.
My Aunty Dawn brought me into a better surrounding by taking me away from the bad things in the world she did teach me that I will always run into bad things in the world. My mom and dad a.k.a Josh,papa,pop and all different kinds of names was both a part of it, they both were there through the whole thing. I am very pleased that I have parents like my mom and dad. They both have gone through a lot. My dad had to tell everything that he did when he was little. My mom was the only one who could see me she had to be by herself.
She has helped me decide what direction I would take in deciding what degree I would attain. She always expresses that nobody will be a better advocate for myself than me. She has instilled in me a drive to excel in college.
My Grandma Matley is a big part of my life. She has been there through all of it with me. This was the biggest thing she has ever done for me.
Growing up my grandma was a very influential person in my life , and we were very close. I would go over to her house on friday nights for a sleepover and always beg mom to let me stay another night. We would go swimming, color, and she would teach me how to cook. Along with her other hobbies her main one was bowling , my Grandma always loved to bowl and she was on a senior bowling league . She was so strong for a 75 year old woman she bowled with a 15 pound bowling ball I couldn 't even throw. I would go with her to the bowling league sometimes and she had so many friends , Everyone loved my grandma in fact she was my dad 's mom and after my parents divorced my mom still called her everyday and had her over for family gatherings, everyone