What Does My Parents Mean To Me

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I was born in a small village located in the country side of Ethiopia. My parents got divorced when I was only six month old. After the divorce was finalized my grandparents took the responsibility of raising me because my mom was not ready to raise me by herself. When I was ten we moved to Addis Ababa, the capital city of Ethiopia but I didn’t get the chance to go to school because the school was too far to attend. In about a year I got adapted. my adapted parents have other 3 biological kids, 2 boys and one girl. I have always dreamed about going to school and becoming somebody, somebody that can be seen because I have always been invisible growing up. After I got adapted I finally got the chance to go to school, it was a dream come true, …show more content…
We went to every hospital known in Ethiopia and all they can come up with was a heart burn. But I knew he had a disease worse than that, he hid his pain form his siblings and his dad and I was the only one he was comfortable with while he was sick. I dropped out of school to take care of him because seeing him in pain was the worst feeling of all. After a while we went to this hospital because we heard they were really good. They figured it all out, they found out that he is suffering from colon cancer. I felt like the light to my life was taken away in a bunch of words written in a single paper. How can a piece of paper, a single sheet with a lot of medical words that i barely understood decide the life of one smart and wise young man. He started chemo, which didn’t make much of a difference. I took care of him day and night with all the energy I had, I was with him every second of the day, we became closer than ever, I enjoyed his advise and his spiritual strength that he rub off on me everyday. After three years of living with my new family they decided for Derara to come to america and continue his hospitalization because he was in the last stage and they said it was not possible to be cured in …show more content…
I heart was racing the whole day after the phone call but I tried to ignore it. That same night my adaptive mother called me to tell me that Derara have went to heaven, I felt lonely in a world full of people because I only felt visible to him. I made the decision of being visible to the whole world that day no matter how hard the path to success becomes. I felt eager to accomplish my dreams and becoming the person he wanted me to be. After two years I came to america to join the rest of the family. I felt honored because I was able to go to school in a country that is more developed from the one I used to live in. i joined high school as soon as i arrived. The challenge was difficult because I did not speak English at all. I didn’t understand what the teacher says in class, I was unable to communicate with the other kids and I was unable to comprehend the class assignment. Even though the chores stayed the same, I studied day and night. I have passed through a whole lot of struggle through out my four years of high school but i have never backed down from trying to learn new things everyday. I will always work hard to my success till I reach it, May God keep on giving me the

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