Personal Narrative: My Lesson Of Hard Work

I believe I have learned many things in my life. I have learned why the sky is blue, how the cardiovascular system works, how to convert inches into centimeters and that mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Among all these things, I have also come to understand that in life, there is always something else to learn. There is always a new experience to be had, or a story to be told, that has the capacity to open someone’s eyes to a tremendous land of liberties, or teach them what it is like to come from a place where all have been stripped from you. In writing this essay, we were asked to look into our family’s history and try and unearth an heirloom that somehow wove together our story of strife and our journey to freedom. Even though both sides of my family have bracelets and coins and necklaces that have been passed down for generations, I prefer to discuss what …show more content…
My grandfather was a bank administrator in Cuba, and came to the United States to work two jobs, as a dishwasher and as an aluminum factory worker, walking 7 miles to and from work everyday. No job was beneath him. To my grandfather, every job was honorable if it meant he could support his family. My grandmother managed to, without the presence of her parents, finish high school, begin her career, graduate from the University of Miami with a bachelor 's degree (with a 3 year old daughter, my mother) and eventually, even walk across the stage to receive her law degree (my mother was 7 at the time). These are only two of the many examples my family has to offer regarding the importance of hard work and how with fierce dedication and the will to succeed, anything is within your grasp. Hard work has been instilled in me by my parents and grandparents. I am here because I stand on the shoulders of my family and that is something I will never forget. I hope to honor them by working hard as well and facing my challenges as they have faced