Laura Caro's Future & Her Mother Araceli

Laura Caro's Future Aspirations

My name is Laura Caro, and I am the second of three sisters. Many people know me because I look a lot like my twin, Natalia. Since it's often hard to tell us apart, they call us "Caro".

I was born on February 13, 2001, in Barcelona. This year, I've come of age, and that has made me think about my future. A couple of years from now, I see myself finishing my studies and working as a professor of Castilian or Catalan literature in high schools. While I wouldn't mind being a Spanish language teacher, I would prefer to be a literature teacher because it's been my great passion since I was little.

I would love to live in a house with a garden and a swimming pool, but I know that teachers' salaries aren't high enough to afford it. So, I would settle for a loft with good views in Badalona, near the sea.

I think the only thing I see clearly in my future is that I want to be happy. It doesn't matter if I don't actually become a literature teacher. Maybe I'll discover that I like translation, or maybe I won't live in Badalona, but in Barcelona or some other place in Spain. With all this, what I want to say is that I've realized that we don't have to worry about the future. It's good to dream, but we should live in the now.

So, my name is Laura Caro, and I'm 18 years old. I am finishing high school, and in the future, I would like to be happy.

My Mom: My Inspiration

I admire some people, but my mom is my reason to live. She is the biggest hero in my life. Her name is Araceli. She loves to help others. She works hard every day and likes to learn something new every day. She leads a wonderful family life; she is always cheerful and happy.

Araceli was born on November 17, 1969, in Barcelona, Spain. She was the oldest of eight siblings. From a young age, she began to work to help my grandparents financially. She attended primary school and, at the age of sixteen, she met my father. After five years together, they decided to get married, and a couple of years later, my older sister arrived. My older sister had always told my parents that she wanted a sister and... Natalia and I arrived. That was 18 years ago, and my mom is 49 years old, but she doesn't look it. She is not very tall; I’d say she is medium height. She has a good figure; she is slender. Her face is oval, and her nose is straight, small, and a little bit snubby. What makes her really amazing are her big, shiny brown eyes. She has a beautiful smile. I admire her because she is very intelligent and ambitious, and she has many goals in her life. She takes care of us because she loves us. She is also a wonderful mother: very patient, sensitive, and warm-hearted. She knows the answer to every question, even the very silly ones. Being so patient and sensible, she helps others to solve their problems. She is great fun to be with because her sense of humor is wonderful.

She is very important to me because she teaches me to be better every day. She is a good example to me, and I love her for many more reasons. I admire my mom very much, and I love her. She can always give me good advice. She wants good things for her family, and it is good for me. I want to be like her, with many goals in my life. And if we were far away, our hearts would always be together.