The person I choose to interview is someone very dear to me, my mother is a strong woman who taught me everything I know now. Like being an independent freshman in college, paying my bills, knowing how to cook, and even believing in myself no matter what. That's why I'm proud to call her my mother, admire her, and strive to do my best to make her proud of me. Dechelle Carman born September 17, 1968 grew up in a small town called Duffy Ohio. Where she grew up with her mother Barbra Beisle and father Dawny Beisle. He had attended elementary school at Hannible Elementary, from kindergarten through eighth grade, to River High School for his freshman and sophomore years, when he reached his senior year. During the years when she had a job and a husband, she had also had two children, a boy and a girl. She continued to work as a woman while raising her children, while at work the father watched them or the grandmother did, but no matter who watched them, she can always return home to put her children to bed. “This was my favorite part about coming home to see my kids after a long day,” she said. Having two children in school, working full time and a husband always traveling was difficult at times, but in some magical way she managed to cope and always made it to the next day without a problem. After her son was in college and her daughter was in high school, she decided she wanted to do more. She decided to become a phlebotomist and would go to St. Mary's after work to take classes to get certified. After six long months of lessons and a lot of hard work he had made it. She had passed by her, so for four days a week she had worked at the shop and the other three days a week she had worked at the hospital. But by then my dad had been laid off, so for a long time she was the one paying the bills while my dad looked for work, so after four years of unemployment she took on side jobs here and there but nothing that lasted too long. After four long years of waiting she had finally found a good job that helped my mother and the whole family, so for two out of four years my mother had worked two jobs without a day off. “It was tough but somehow I managed to get through it for myself and for everyone.” After those two years the hospital had to make some cuts and so they were getting rid of most of the part time employees, so unfortunately my mother had been laid off. “It was nice to have extra money, but working every day was becoming difficult for me.” So for a year she went back to working in the shop only four days a week, my father had a job again and both children worked to pay for what they needed. Time had passed so quickly,