I had my first job interview and was terrified. My mom made me rehearse answers in the living room. She grilled me harder than any employer would. Even made me stand while answering. She wore glasses just to look “official.”
The day of the interview, I was calm and ready. Nailed every question. Got the job. Told her, and she just said, “I told you they’d be easier than me.” She even wrote me a good luck note I found in my pocket. I still have it…
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I failed my math test. I was devastated. I brought it home, bracing for the lecture.
Instead, my mom pulled out her old report cards. She showed me her own math grades—worse than mine. Then she told me how she became an accountant anyway. She helped me make flashcards and a game plan.
A year later, I was top of the class. She framed my improved test score. Put it next to a photo of 10-year-old her. “We both figured it out eventually,” she said.
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