Personal Narrative: My Legacy Of War Survivors

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I live my life on a legacy of war survivors. My family's standards toward success have always been a key factor as I was being raised. As a young musician, my grandfather’s optimistic views deteriorated the moment he got drafted for World War II.Appointed as commander in the tanks divison, my grandfather felt his everlasting ego grow as he protected his country.The moment of victory however soon vanished when an oncoming tank shot down my grandfather’s tank, destroying everything in sight. He was able to escape from the commander’s hatch, but as he struggled to get his best-friend out of the tank, the tank exploded.The explosion blinded my grandfather and amputated his arms.Protected in the white, cold snow, my grandfather was able to survive for several days until a local rescue team found him.He was rushed to the hospital where his life was saved by a young compassionate nurse, my grandmother. As my grandfather healed from the shock of war, he accepted the fact that he would never be able to do what he loved again,play music.As years past, my father was born and my grandfather started a new life in which his disabilies were just …show more content…
California is my heart and this is where my story takes place.Everything in my past has made me who I am today.With the endless opportunities that are in my future, I will never stop moving forward.My grandfather was a man of honor and I want to continue to honor his legacy by learning and succeeding.To me, education is one of the most significant factors in building my character and fostering my ethical and social virtues. Though I come from a big family, in America it is just my mother and I.She is the armor which protects me from harm and she is my comfort when I am frightened or stressed. The separation of my family is not something we talk about in my household, but as I grow up I am beginning to understand my past and acknowledge all the sacrifices my family has made for

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