When I was a kid, I used to think that I was ugly. I was so thin you would wonder if I am being fed at all. I had big eyes and small face. Now try to imagine that. I was also sickly, there was a time when I almost lived in the hospital. There was a time I contracted malaria and measles at the same month. I can imagine the huge hospital bills because of my confinement. Hospital was like a second home to me. This might be the reason why I feel comfortable in hospitals nowadays while other people feel miserable just smelling the air in it.
When I got home from the hospital I remember a neighbor's comment when she saw me, "Oh what a pity.She's so thin!" Before I thought that my classmates were not so normal since they do not seem to get sick. When I heard my neighbor's comment I realized I was the one who was not so normal. And the fact that I wasn't good looking because of my physical appearance, I looked down on myself.
You might wonder how did I get over with my low self-esteem. The answer is simple. Because of my mother's love and care. My mother somehow knew my strength which is in academics. She would always complement me about my high grades, and made me feel that she's so proud of me that I always get the First Honor on each grading school. And you know about what they say about mothers being liars? Yeah my mother was good at that. She would always say that I am pretty while combing my hair. She used to put home made coconut oil on my hair and while she's doing that she'd always say that I will have a beautiful hair when I grow up. She told me the story of the Ugly Duckling who turned into a beautiful swan. I think that's the only fairy tale-if that is counted as a fairy tale-that my mom ever read to me.(My mom used to read only Bible stories as bed time stories.)
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As time went by I learned to love myself more. During the latter years of my grade school I had enough self confidence. Or so I thought. During high school I had to go over the same battle again. But not as hard as the first one because I already have my foundation. I was already "brainwashed" by my mother that I am beautiful.
Funny, my classmates in high school envied my long black shiny hair. I could have passed for a hair shampoo model! (Just kidding). My classmates asked me what was my secret, I told them I always put coconut oil on my hair since I was kid. You see, they couldn't catch up even if they started because my mom was already doing it ever since I can remember (Smiley Face). She was the one who always gave me that push that whatever I want to be I can be.
I wouldn't be where I am now if not for my mom-the most beautiful mother Swan in the universe.
