After Hurricane Harvey hit Houston, I realized how grateful I am for my parents. They would sprint through the Sahara Desert wearing winter clothes while holding a car battery for my siblings and I. Although, my parent aren’t rich, they make sure my siblings and I are fed and have a roof over our heads. At times my sibling and I may act ungrateful but we all love and care for them On August 26th, Hurricane Harvey made landfall, but it didn't effect the Richmond area yet. To lighten the mood, my brother and I were cracking jokes to entertain ourselves while being enclosed in our house. That all changed the next morning when the flood engulfed my whole neighborhood. I felt sick to my stomach when I gazed through the upstairs window and saw
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We evacuated and had to stand in the cold rain and hail for 20 minutes so we could wait for my mom’s friend to pick us up and shelter us in her house. I was grateful but spiteful because I knew struggles will hit us hard. After everything that my family and I went through, I was still optimistic because I was taught that someone always has it worse, and someone might even prefer to be in your shoes and that it will do nothing if you look on the downside. For instance if you are complaining about riding a bike and wishing you had a car, there will always be a person who is walking wishing they had your bike or a handicapped person who can’t uses their legs who wishes they could walk. The list goes on and on. [For instance if I was complaining about Harvey swallowing our cars, there could be a person who is wishing that their house wasn’t flooded to the point they had to sit on their roof or a homeless man wishing he had at least a shelter during the Hurricane. . The list goes on and on. ] A month before the flood, my dad almost died in a car accident that he wasn't of fault. I only found out hours after he went to the hospital because my mom didn't want to worry my little brother and I. His whole back seat was pushed to the front and he had to give his car to the junkyard. As of now, my dad still doesn't have a car and has to borrow my retired uncle's car. Any shift he could take, my dad takes …show more content…
I have no one to teach me or help me through the process of applying and often feel the weight of becoming the first child to attend college. My older sibling, didn’t go to college on time nor did my mom go to college. I am my parents, “fresh start”, their “golden child.” I don't want to disappoint my mom the most. At times it feels as if she's nagging me to become a better her but I get why she does it. She’s giving me that push and telling me that she’s here to help. My dad is a different story. He barely shows his true emotions, you will never know when he’s sad or mad at times and that's a trait I picked up too. He often encourages and tells me “you're doing good”
My mom works as a CNA and get very little money. For years I thought my mom was a nurse because I was fooled my the aura she was giving, that she could provide for everything. My mom tries her best to let us have the luxuries of life that other kids have but it would be inconsiderate if I put all of my expenses on her. Although, she may not know it, I admire her a lot. I might come off as ungrateful to her effort of trying to help me become a better her, but it only because I feel the pressure to accomplish
We evacuated and had to stand in the cold rain and hail for 20 minutes so we could wait for my mom’s friend to pick us up and shelter us in her house. I was grateful but spiteful because I knew struggles will hit us hard. After everything that my family and I went through, I was still optimistic because I was taught that someone always has it worse, and someone might even prefer to be in your shoes and that it will do nothing if you look on the downside. For instance if you are complaining about riding a bike and wishing you had a car, there will always be a person who is walking wishing they had your bike or a handicapped person who can’t uses their legs who wishes they could walk. The list goes on and on. [For instance if I was complaining about Harvey swallowing our cars, there could be a person who is wishing that their house wasn’t flooded to the point they had to sit on their roof or a homeless man wishing he had at least a shelter during the Hurricane. . The list goes on and on. ] A month before the flood, my dad almost died in a car accident that he wasn't of fault. I only found out hours after he went to the hospital because my mom didn't want to worry my little brother and I. His whole back seat was pushed to the front and he had to give his car to the junkyard. As of now, my dad still doesn't have a car and has to borrow my retired uncle's car. Any shift he could take, my dad takes …show more content…
I have no one to teach me or help me through the process of applying and often feel the weight of becoming the first child to attend college. My older sibling, didn’t go to college on time nor did my mom go to college. I am my parents, “fresh start”, their “golden child.” I don't want to disappoint my mom the most. At times it feels as if she's nagging me to become a better her but I get why she does it. She’s giving me that push and telling me that she’s here to help. My dad is a different story. He barely shows his true emotions, you will never know when he’s sad or mad at times and that's a trait I picked up too. He often encourages and tells me “you're doing good”
My mom works as a CNA and get very little money. For years I thought my mom was a nurse because I was fooled my the aura she was giving, that she could provide for everything. My mom tries her best to let us have the luxuries of life that other kids have but it would be inconsiderate if I put all of my expenses on her. Although, she may not know it, I admire her a lot. I might come off as ungrateful to her effort of trying to help me become a better her, but it only because I feel the pressure to accomplish