Often times growing up we had to write an essay on who our hero was and why. Every single time my answer was always the same, my mom . I had the opportunity to grow up going to school with my mom who was an elementary school teacher. All through elementary school I watched my mother work tirelessly to be the best teacher for her students all while being the best mom for me and my siblings. Looking back, my mom did it all . She was the best mom who cared for me and provided every opportunity I could ask for. She made sure her students were cared for and taught everyday with enthusiasm and joy. She gave me jobs to help her before school and always let me help grade her papers. She is the reason I became a teacher because she made teaching look fun. I am sure she does not remember this like I do. She is my hero and I was her little shadow. I am almost certain she went through this time period carrying the stress of a working mom and constantly wondering if she was doing enough. To be h