Growing up I have always had big shoes to fill. My brother graduated from San Louis Obispo and immediately found a very successful job in the bay area. My sister graduated from Stanford, then Georgetown, and is finishing her residency to become an orthopedic surgeon at Penn State. They both had jobs and did everything they could to help out while they were going through school. Everything I do, I do for my mother. She has sacrificed everything for her children so that we can get a good education, and be successful prosperous people. Living up to these expectations has put a lot of pressure on me, but nothing I couldn’t handle. Overall, I believe it made me to try harder and accomplish more just trying to keep up with them.
During high school my schedule was jam-packed. My mom had very high expectations. There was no need for punishments because I never did anything wrong, and I never did anything without thinking of how it would affect my mom first. I got straight A’s, played three varsity sports, and was involved in every club offered all throughout high school. Everything I did, every award I won, scholastically and athletically I know made my mom so proud.
Thus I intend to do the same thing through college and my entire life. After entering college and getting all A’s and B’s, my sophomore year I decided to try out for the rowing team. All summer I worked hard and prepared with the assistance and support from both my mom and dad. I am now a proud member of the UCLA crew team.
My family means everything to me. Making them proud is what I strive for everyday. When I am feeling down or depressed it is because I feel like I have let down my family. Even to this day, my mother is this first person I think of whenever I have to make any hard decisions. Seeing my mom sad or disappointed kills me. I would do anything to ensure her happiness, and as she has told me many times, by me being happy and successful her happiness is more than ensured.