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Nur- Sultan, Kazakhstan
Hola mis amigos! My name is Tolganay. I am from Kazakhstan, student of Eurasian National University. Right now I am an Erasmus student in Romania, city Iasi. I am enjoying my erasmus life here, and trying to learn new languages as Spanish and Romanian. Writing essays in different topics and learning languages are my favourite hobbies. I hope that in the future I will write many different essays here. I am grateful to the Biopage team for a great opportunity.
There was a complete shift in my life four years ago that helped me rebuild my attitude. The day started wonderfully. I was delighted to pass one of my exams successfully and was celebrating it with my friends. We were on cloud nine. Suddenly, I had a phone call. It was my mother. I answered the phone keeping my positive mood without any awareness of danger. I started the conversation with my great news about the exam. Surprisingly, my Mummy was not as cheerful as usual. I detected some anxiety in her voice. Nevertheless, she said that she was happy for me, but then continued her words telling bad news. She had broken her arm. At that very moment I felt a sharp pain in my heart. All joy was gone in a second. I grabbed my clothes and ran straight home in a panic. I couldn't help crying. For the first time in my life I was really worried about my mother. At that time I understood that I love her more than I thought. This situation brought me to the thinking that any person can have serious troubles and anything can happen at any moment. My mother is not an exception. You might think I was overreacting. But the thing is my mother was always in a good health condition. She had never made us worry. That is why it was a big shock for me. I entered the house my eyes filled with tears. I saw my mum was cooking and waiting for me even though her right arm was in plaster. I felt worse and started crying in her hug. She said “Darling, why are you crying? It's just a broken arm, don't worry”. For me it wasn't just a simple thing to get over. It made me to understand that I am incapable of living without my mother. My mother is a doctor. She's a friendly, unusual and average height woman. Also she's a strong person who was widowed at the age of 41 and brought up four of her children against all the odds. However, our life was not very smooth. I used to feel anger for not having enough opportunities in life. I sometimes think what if I had taken any extra courses like drawing or music lessons since I was interested in at that time, would I be truly fulfilled now? I might have been a famous artist or a musician. Then I think “Why my mother didn't take a responsibility for that? She should've directed me to some courses.” However, now I understood it is a sign of being selfish and I cannot blame anybody in what didn't happen in the past. My mother gave me all the best she could. She gave me life, nurtured me, taught me, dressed me, fought for me, held me, shouted at me, kissed me, but most importantly she loved me unconditionally. She is a genuine and tender-hearted woman. If anyone asks me who my hero is the answer definitely will be “my mother”. There are not enough words to describe just how important my mother is to me and what a powerful influence she continues to be. Three years ago I started learning English in order to achieve my goal - to study abroad by an exchange program Erasmus. During the last year I studied in two countries – Poland and Romania. I could not fulfill this dream without my hard work and a big support of my mother. Spending a year in a foreign country and for the first time being that far from my mother has taught me a lot. One of them is I started to value her more than before. Every time I travel to a new country and discover new places I make a video call with my mother. I am sure that one day I will visit all those places with her. A mother's heart is always with her children. Her love is unconditional. She has a small body, but a large heart – a heart where the whole universe could fit in. The tie which links mother and child is of such pure and immaculate strength as to be never violated. Love between children and their mother is an extraordinary phenomenon. Every time I hear and say the word “Mother” out loud I experience an incredible feeling. Even right now you are reading this composition thanks to your mother. You exist. You live. You were born. Apparently, no one is ever be able to understand and measure her dignity so that let us all take some time to be thankful for them being beside us and always remember to appreciate and value our mothers as the most rewarded gift you could ever ask for.