My mother

My mother comes from China. She is a good mother and a great cook. I am happy to eat her cooking everyday. She always takes care of us carefully. I remember that when I was six-years-old. She persuaded me to bring the umbrella to school. And then it was rainning after school. In my class, I was the only one who had an umbrella. My classmates said that I was so lucky. However, I did not think I was lucky, because it was all about my mother. She always gave me the best. She expects me to get a best life. She came to U.S.with my family 2 years ago, but she and my father do not speak English. So I have to study hard. I want to take care of them forever. I love them so much.