Growing up for me was the best era of my life; if you want to compare being a kid, to being an adult. I watched my mother and grandmother cook while I practice piano. My grandmother was a domestic worker. Every summer, beginning at age 8, I would go to work with her. I developed a strong work ethic early in life. I learned what it meant to work, responsibilities of work and the rewards of working. And not just getting paid. That was NICE!! But working gives you a sense of pride and builds confidence, it teaches and enables you to be self-sufficient, while providing for your family. I discovered at 8-years old that I liked that and now an adult, I liked not
having to depend on others for my basic needs and those of my children. This comes with a price, but well worth it in the end. 36
