My Childhood Experience in Kendall
My childhood life was full of joy and adventures as well. I grew up in a neighborhood with my brother, Jose and best friend Dominic. Being the youngest of the group was quite a story, but nevertheless fun with great moments. Down the block, From our neighborhood called the “Courts” right in front of Dante B. Fascell, ,my story was told.
At the age of 5, we lived in a small apartment in the Kendall area, this was because my dad came from a third world country called Peru, being the typical, Hispanic parent to leave their home for opportunity growth and wealth. I didn’t know much about the whole situation but what I remember vividly is that at one point in life we were always moving from area to cities to apartments and houses. In the region where my dad worked as a civil construction manager worker. I would always wake up everyone morning hoping that my dad will take me to the soccer practice since it was my favorite game. This dream, however, didn’t work because as a civil construction manager he would work up daily and go to work. My mom didn’t like going out since she was always busy preparing her lessons for the next day. I used to play with my brother games constantly more than likely since we had the tendency of driving our …show more content…
The parents were hanging up their coats, and saying goodbye to their childs, and finding an activity to play with before the official beginning of the day. Some of the children were putting their puzzles together, others were playing some other game “Ants in the Pants,” and still some were making fun shapes out of the construction paper. For me, this was a magic since I had never thought of a place called the school. While the students were allowed to play however and with whatever they wanted to, the pupils in the classroom were asked to use their inside voices rather than being allowed to speak at any level of
My childhood life was full of joy and adventures as well. I grew up in a neighborhood with my brother, Jose and best friend Dominic. Being the youngest of the group was quite a story, but nevertheless fun with great moments. Down the block, From our neighborhood called the “Courts” right in front of Dante B. Fascell, ,my story was told.
At the age of 5, we lived in a small apartment in the Kendall area, this was because my dad came from a third world country called Peru, being the typical, Hispanic parent to leave their home for opportunity growth and wealth. I didn’t know much about the whole situation but what I remember vividly is that at one point in life we were always moving from area to cities to apartments and houses. In the region where my dad worked as a civil construction manager worker. I would always wake up everyone morning hoping that my dad will take me to the soccer practice since it was my favorite game. This dream, however, didn’t work because as a civil construction manager he would work up daily and go to work. My mom didn’t like going out since she was always busy preparing her lessons for the next day. I used to play with my brother games constantly more than likely since we had the tendency of driving our …show more content…
The parents were hanging up their coats, and saying goodbye to their childs, and finding an activity to play with before the official beginning of the day. Some of the children were putting their puzzles together, others were playing some other game “Ants in the Pants,” and still some were making fun shapes out of the construction paper. For me, this was a magic since I had never thought of a place called the school. While the students were allowed to play however and with whatever they wanted to, the pupils in the classroom were asked to use their inside voices rather than being allowed to speak at any level of