We were in a family meeting when they decided that all my mother's siblings will be staying with us. I was filled with happiness, but what I didn't was that my mother had many siblings. I was used to living in a big house only for me and my parents, but then I had to share it with my aunts and uncles. I liked the idea to an extent I asked to help them move in. They said I was too young to help. At that time I felt useless. They were not the only one telling me I was young. Many places refused my help because I was young. Well, not all places denied me the right to help. Only one place accepted me it was a school in the western province. They were kind enough to allow me to study there, but they made me study twice on …show more content…
They think that a person's ability to do something is proportional to their age. Well, it is not the truth. Even a seven years old girl can help people move in a new place. When they said that I was too young to help, I felt heartbroken. How could they undermine the seven years I had spent on this earth? It was catastrophic. I just moved on continued with my boring life. I thought that no one will ever love me because of my age. I even thought that being young was a mistake. I even prayed to grow older each day. I prayed and prayed for God to help me be older so that I can help people and have friends, but I did not know was that there was a friend I had ignored all those days. It was there by my side. I realized that I have missed a lot, and I had to start living my life. I took my friend's hand and started having fun with them. My friend was the one and only one thing which makes people feel good. My friend was art. It did not judge me by my age. It let me make it my comfort zone. I do not remember when I did not like art. I am pretty sure that I always liked art. From that day I knew that I found my inseparable friend. I developed a deep love for any kind of art, but mostly applied …show more content…
My mother immediately noticed it. She confiscated all my drawing books, pencils, or anything I could use. At that time I thought pencils were the only instruments used to draw. So I did not draw anymore. I focused on my new friend I had then whose name was science. I developed an incredible love for sciences especially Physics. When I started high school (secondary school), I went to a school where their only focus was sciences. I had nothing to lose because I was with my friend science. I just survived there for other three years without my first