Monday, December 3, 2012


Amanda Jimenez
The Importance of These Three People
The people whom I feel are most important to me are my mom, dad and sister. My mom is kind, supportive, and wise. My dad is understanding, gentle, and strong. My sister is funny, crazy, and loving.
My mother is a very beautiful woman. She has jet black hair, hazel eyes, and a thin waist. My mother is very kind and thoughtful when it comes to our family. She always asks about our day when she comes home from work, and makes sure to hug everyone in the house. My mother is very supportive in whatever I do. I remember my mother being uncomfortable with the idea of me joining the wrestling team in high school. But she never discouraged me in any way. She attended every meet and every out of town tournament without complaint. Moreover, my mother is a very wise lady. She does not give me advice directly, but only gives me the tools necessary to figure things out on my own. My mother knows what to say and what not to say at all times. She is very patient and accepting to all ideas, which she applies to her everyday life.
My dad is five feet ten inches and at the moment very thin. He has extremely short hair, and black beady eyes. What I love most about my father is that he is understanding towards me. When I mess up at home, he can be very forgiving. For example if I shout at him out of anger, instead of getting mad, he questions me. He will often ask me, “What’s really bothering you,” or “ is there something you want to tell me.” He asks me this because he knows me, and has patience with me, so he can help me be a better person. My dad is a also gentle with me in the sense that he considers my feelings. If my dad is angry at me, he will often leave the room and come back later when he has cooled off, so he doesn’t say anything that hurts my feelings. Furthermore, my dad is very strong internally. He is not in the best health shape right now, but he still continues to live his life as if he is.
The person I can relate to the most in my life is my sister. Her name is Sabrina and she is 16 years old. She has long brown hair, hazel colored eyes and light skin. She is five feet nine inches, with the stature of a beautiful runway model. Even though she seems quiet and timid on the outside, she is funny, crazy, and a loving caring person on the inside. Sabrina and I share the same sense of humor, therefore we get along almost all the time. We are obsessed with movies and always quote lines to each other at any given moment. It’s hard to explain our jokes, but the way Sabrina makes me laugh the most is by her silly facial expressions and her dramatic acting. She can be loud and unpredictable at times, which is why I consider her to be crazy. However, when she does wind down she can be the most loving person you know. My sister can read me like an open book, this is why she always comes to ask me to confide in her when I’m sad or angry about anything. I remember this one time, I threw out my back at practice and she offered to cater to my every need, and even offered to massage out the kinks. Sabrina is the kindest sister anyone could ask for, and she fills my life with happiness.

 

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