I was in the kitchen with my mom looming above me, she was watching me draw, making sure I wasn’t eating any of my supplies. I repeatedly asked her “Can you draw something for me?” There was a pause. “PLEASE.” I was five years old so my mom had no choice but to withstand my begging and pleading by actually doing the task she was given. With a sigh, my mom picked up the pencil and started to draw. I watched with amazement as she drew. Her hand gracefully gliding across her paper like an ice skater descending across the ice. Her sketching was explicit, and her undercoat and overcoat was perfect( undercoating and over coating is the process of adding a compatable color to the color in hand, turning it into a unique color that can be changed and tempered with to your choosing).

When she was done I was shocked to see a little girl with thick braids as black as night, and her dress bursting with green and yellow hues as deep and wild as the jungle itself. Her eyes were a deep burnt sienna that looked like fresh coco beans gleaming in the sunlight. She exclaimed “It’s a picture of you, do you like it?” I calmly took the paper and stuck it on the refrigerator with a magnet. My mom smiled with amusement as I beamed with pride as I stood next to the refrigerator admiring the masterpiece that fell before my eyes. That was probably the best moment I had with my mother.

My mom is probably the most understanding person I know. She is always so kind and welcoming, I feel like I can talk to her about anything and everything. But what I have noticed the most is she never ever fights with anyone. Especially not my father. I haven’t seen them fight even once. That’s how big my mother’s heart is, she cares so much that she refuses to show her own opinion. I like to think that their are three kinds of hearts. A heart made of coal represents inhospitable behavior and a cruel and harsh manner. A heart of silver means you fight with your words, and your tough. You work hard and your kind and have a good heart and soul. But gold, that is something bigger. You don’t fight at all, instead you show your kindness to anyone and everyone, and show no sign of selfishness. My mother has a heart of pure gold.