Biography Of Sara Sampson

Sara Sampson, my mother, or my friends like to call her “my twin” was born in 1960. In my mother’s family, she felt like she was expected to not be a disappointment and to finish college and be able to take care of herself. Not only did she have a job every summer and always tried to have her own money, but “I felt important to not burden my mother with disappointment”. She didn’t want to disappoint her mother like her older two siblings. “I learned from my brother and sister that I could see the negatives of making bad decisions”. Her two older siblings got in trouble with drugs, alcohol, and crime and had very little respect for their mother and figures of authority. Watching her mom struggle with supporting the family while having a career,

Having kids at the age of 34 and 35 my Mom regrets not having kids earlier. Providing most of the financial support for the family at the time, my mom wanted to wait to have kids until we were stable. “I wanted to have three children, but work stopped me from pursuing another child”. My mom wishes she was more ambitious in her career after having kids because now that we are out of the house she is job searching. “I didn’t think it would be this hard to find a job after being out of the work force for 12

Being the last child born, or what people like to call “the baby child” has shaped me into the woman I am today. At a young age, I watched and observed my sister’s actions and saw the consequences of them. My mother always told me when we were kids I was better behaved than my sister and I still strive to hold that characteristic to my name today. Not only are my sister and I sixteen months apart, but we were and are engaging in similar activities being so close in age. It was my duty as a kid, and even today to help as much as I could around the house especially when both parents were working. With cotillion and the constant grammar lessons, my parents strived to have well rounded girls. Along with being well rounded, they wanted us to have a good education and to be knowledgeable. Elementary school itself was a huge struggle for me due to my reading comprehension problems. I vividly remember crying to my parents in third grade because I struggled so much with school and had such a hard time getting good grades. Nevertheless, with the help of my teachers and the positivity of my parents I made it through. My parents always told me to be confident when it came to education and to work hard. These values they placed on me then I still use today with the rigorous Business classes I am currently enrolled in. With my mom going to UC Berkeley, which is a top-ranked