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Why my mom should be mom in a million

Entry by Tyzhae Desilva:I think my foster mother should be Mum In A Million because she wakes me up every morning. I call my foster mother Aunt Yvonne. She does a million things for me. I have been with her for over a year now and we take lots of pictures so that I will always remember her.After she wakes me up she sets out my school clothes while I am in the bathroom. She makes my breakfast. I love to eat and like when she cooks bacon and sausages. Then she makes my lunch. Then off to school I go.When we get home she makes sure I do my homework. I love to read to my foster mother everyday. I love my Aunt Yvonne so much that I hug her at least ten times a day and tell her how much I love her. I tell my Aunt Yvonne that I will do anything for her and she will do all the right things so that I grow into a well-mannered, bright young man.My foster mother and I go to church every Sunday, prayer meeting on Wednesday nights when I attend Champions in Christ and on Fridays she lets me go to Olympian Club. If I do something bad my Aunt Yvonne tells me to pray about it. At first I told her I did not know how, and she told me to tell God what I did, that I am sorry and ask him to forgive me. Now I pray all the time, thanks to my Aunt Yvonne. We pray for what we need and get it.I thank my Aunt Yvonne for taking care of me, cooking good meals and for [allowing] me to become a part of her family. I now have another sister and two brothers, another nana, lots of aunts and cousins who all love me too.My foster mom had a big 7th birthday party for me last December. We invited my family — mom, sisters, papa and my last foster mom and her family and friend.My Aunt Yvonne works hard but always has time for me and I think she should be MUM IN A MILLION because she deserves it!Entry by Margaret Lee: The earliest memories I have of my MOM, Mrs RoseClair Mc Gowan was that she was always singing and cheerful. She taught me how to wash dishes at the kitchen table, as we had no sink. MOM has eight children. I was second born. Her career was that of a Homemaker caring for her husband and children. At about the age of thirty she became desperately ill. Her mother called for prayer that God would spare her life and He did. Mom taught us how to cook, clean, fish and do other chores, equipping us to be positive contributors in life. She was a nurse, a maid and disciplinarian without a pay check. She also played and prayed with us.When my father went through two heart attacks and a major stroke, she helped nurse him back to health. She also was there for my sister and I when we went through breast cancer. Mom knew how to use kerosene lamps and wood stoves, bake bread in the chimney, dip water, and use coal irons, and sew for us. I am glad that she has lived long enough to experience and use modern technology.In spite of losing her husband of sixty three years and ten months on December 22, 2010, she still is joyful and the most valued person to my siblings and myself. She treated us as her treasures. A miraculous, marvellous Mom, eighty-five years old, and we honour and love her.The earliest memories I have of my MOM, Mrs RoseClaire Mc Gowan was that she was always singing and cheerful.She taught me how to wash dishes at the kitchen table, as we had no sink. Mom has eight children. I was second born. Her career was that of a homemaker caring for her husband and children.At about the age of thirty she became desperately ill. Her mother called for prayer that God would spare her life and He did.Mom taught us how to cook, clean, fish and do other chores, equipping us to be positive contributors in life. She was a nurse, a maid and disciplinarian without a pay check. She also played and prayed with us.When my father went through two heart attacks and a major stroke, she helped nurse him back to health. She also was there for my sister and I when we went through breast cancer.Mom knew how to use kerosene lamps and wood stoves, bake bread in the chimney, dip water, and use coal irons, and sew for us. I am glad that she has lived long enough to experience and use modern technology.In spite of losing her husband of sixty three years and ten months on December 22, 2010, she still is joyful and the most valued person to my siblings and myself.She treated us as her treasures. A miraculous, marvellous Mom, eighty-five years old, and we honour and love her.