An Ode to My Mom!

By Charlotte Seudat, 13 years old

Beautiful, intelligent, loving, and hard-working are only some of the words that I can use to describe my mother. Her name is Anna Smith and she is a super-mom. I love her very much and I am thankful to have Anna as my mother.

When my mom enters a room, everyone takes notice. She is always impeccably dressed, looking like she just stepped out of a page from a magazine. Chocolate brown, wavy tresses with caramel highlights frame her face, drawing your attention to her twinkling, hazel brown eyes.

An avid masquerader, Anna takes pride in keeping fit with weekly Zumba and Yoga classes. My friends all wish that their moms were as elegant and poised as my mom.

There is no subject or assignment that my mom cannot help me get done. A former Naparima Girls’ High School student and graduate of The University of the West Indies, my mom is a scholar in her own right. Her area of speciality though is Creative Writing, and she continually encourages and guides me to improve my writing.

However, that’s not her only strength, there is no math problem that she can’t solve. Mom always finds a way to explain it to me, step by step, making the most challenging questions appear simple.

Mom is the ultimate ‘Project Whisperer’, helping with research, compiling information, and always finding unique ways for me to organise and deliver my presentations.

My mother’s love for me is unconditional. There is no sacrifice she wouldn’t make to ensure my happiness and well-being. She has spent may sleepless nights at my bedside, watching over me and praying for my recovery whenever I was ill.

She is always the first to volunteer her time and services to assist those in need whether it is at the soup kitchen in our church, her school’s alumnae association or activities at my school.

No one who rings our doorbell seeking help is ever sent away empty-handed by my mom. She always finds something to give, either money, food items or clothing, but no one is ever turned away.

At the crack of dawn, my mom is awake to prepare my breakfast and pack my lunch-kit for school. While I’m still in dreamland, Mom is busy ironing my uniform and getting my socks and shoes ready.

She combs my hair neatly and chauffeurs me off to school. She then heads to the grocery and back home to complete her chores which include preparing lunch, cleaning the house, and doing the laundry, before returning to pick me up from school in the evening.

Her work, however, does not end there. There is still homework to be supervised, dinner to be prepared and dishes to be done. Despite all these chores, mom still finds time to ask about my day and pray with me in my bed, before I go to sleep. She is like the Energizer Bunny that just keeps going and going.

So, there you have it, that’s my mom in a nutshell. I’m sure you will agree with me that she really is the best mom ever! She is my hero and my role-model. I admire and respect her but most of all, I love her with all my heart.