A single piece of vintage gum and hundreds of vintage Japanese tea-sets has singlehandedly financed my family for the last five years and paid my college tuition.
When I was fifteen I finally had enough of my parent 's cluttered house. I sat on the kitchen table, opened up an eBay account and made my first amateur attempt at auctioning off some leftover drill bits that had sat in the garage. The process was slow, the pictures were terrible and the items were priced far too low. At first, everyone was fond of at idea of an uncluttered house, but then one day, I made a sale. Falling for money was easy. Putting in the effort was not.
My parents unintentionally molded a family of entrepreneurs. My father, a high school dropout at the age of seventeen, turned his life around when he joined the Navy. From there on, he would spend most of my childhood either, building textile machinery around the globe or running his business. While my father possesses many talents, professional writing is not one of them. Naturally, when my English was strong enough, I was drafted as editor. …show more content…
My mother reminds me how she never expected to one day marry an American, leave her dental practice, and move from Mexico City to Rockford Illinois. In the same way, I never expected to introduce myself to a bunch of American third-graders, or even a language barrier to get in my way of making new friends. For years, English was one of my weakest points, even so, I learned my best to work with what I was given. So what if you feel embarrassed to read out loud? Speak loudly, try your best, and cut yourself a break. Eventually, you realize that it is the little things scare us to death, and the only way we can grow is by leaving our comfort zones. Sometimes I failed miserably, giving a speech too fast for anyone to understand. Other times I strived and was awarded for my poetry. Everyone has strengths, but not everyone knows how to adapt to their
When I was fifteen I finally had enough of my parent 's cluttered house. I sat on the kitchen table, opened up an eBay account and made my first amateur attempt at auctioning off some leftover drill bits that had sat in the garage. The process was slow, the pictures were terrible and the items were priced far too low. At first, everyone was fond of at idea of an uncluttered house, but then one day, I made a sale. Falling for money was easy. Putting in the effort was not.
My parents unintentionally molded a family of entrepreneurs. My father, a high school dropout at the age of seventeen, turned his life around when he joined the Navy. From there on, he would spend most of my childhood either, building textile machinery around the globe or running his business. While my father possesses many talents, professional writing is not one of them. Naturally, when my English was strong enough, I was drafted as editor. …show more content…
My mother reminds me how she never expected to one day marry an American, leave her dental practice, and move from Mexico City to Rockford Illinois. In the same way, I never expected to introduce myself to a bunch of American third-graders, or even a language barrier to get in my way of making new friends. For years, English was one of my weakest points, even so, I learned my best to work with what I was given. So what if you feel embarrassed to read out loud? Speak loudly, try your best, and cut yourself a break. Eventually, you realize that it is the little things scare us to death, and the only way we can grow is by leaving our comfort zones. Sometimes I failed miserably, giving a speech too fast for anyone to understand. Other times I strived and was awarded for my poetry. Everyone has strengths, but not everyone knows how to adapt to their