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           If I had to describe my mother with one object, it will definitively be her notebook. Although she kept buying new ones, there was no moment in which she did not have one. My mom wrote everything that she was planning to accomplish in the future on that notebook. Even the most unnecessary or ridiculous plans she had, she wrote them down. She always wrote down the plans of our next vacations every year, although we didn´t planned to take ourselves in a trip on free days. It was kind of a routine for her going from eating in the kitchen to her room to write notes and plans, eating the dinner and getting back to her room. The funny thing about this was that she always complained about me being too much time in my room while she was almost all day long in it. Sometimes I felt strange about her being so focused on things that were trivial and that didn’t need much attention. She gave a lot of importance to the order of everything. When I was going to an exam (doesn’t matter what type of exam, even when it was an oral one) she said to me “Don´t forget to write down your name on the exam”. Sometimes I laughed, sometimes I got annoyed by the repetitiveness of this. In fact, I was a pretty disordered person. When I had homework, I didn’t wrote it down or anything. I kept forgetting important things that needed to be done before a certain time. By the other hand, my mother had a really good memory because of this habit that she had. I can´t remember one day that my mother didn’t write down anything on her notebook. She traveled with it; doesn’t matter where, it could be to another city, to another country, etc. Although she was pretty obsessive with it (and obsessions are bad) she never had anything not planned. If things didn’t work in one way, she already had another different way of trying it. She was a person that wanted order before anything else. This is one of the reasons why I have a lot of admiration to her. I aspire that one day I could be able to be like her. There were a lot of benefits of writing down things that I didn’t even imagined before. She was an ordered person, a good memory one and she always had control of things even though things weren’t going as planned. For this and for everything else I admire my mother.