My Mom Was A Cleaning LadyActually I am not a housekeeper but my mom was. Growing up I saw my mom work very hard. She didn't have much of an education and didn't know how to use a computer and had us kids...4 of us. So my mom got jobs as a housekeeper cleaning up people houses and apartment buildings. She sometimes took me along since I was the oldest and I would help her. She didn't make much...for about 8 hours she made about $50-100 dollars. It wasn't enough to support a family of 6 people so she also had food stamps and government aid. I saw how hard she worked for so little and it made me kinda sad to see her work so hard. She sometimes worked at 2 places in one day so she wasn't really home much. She supported my entire family. When she was home, she would be so tired she would fall asleep as soon as she got home. Or would come home to cook dinner and do laundry. I am grateful that my mom took me along. I'm a pretty good cleaner. And because I didn't get things easy...it really made me appreciate everything I had. When I was a teenager my mom sacrificed whatever little bit of money she had and paid for me to take some computer courses. I knew that I wanted to get a good education so that I could get a decent job in the future and not work so hard. I am the first in my family to be getting a college degree. Some years ago she bought a cleaning franchise that she operates and goes to businesses to clean them up in the evenings and weekends.
I sometimes get upset when people put other people down and look down at people that are janitors and housekeepers. Then I tell them that my mom is a cleaning lady and they are surprised. I am not ashamed of my mother and my upbringing. And I don't look down on people that clean for a living. I know how hard they work and they remind me of my mom.