Personal Narrative: How My Parents Shaped My Life

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Not only did my parents shaped the way I look but they shaped my dreams and my aspirations. Although my parents encounter hardships they managed to raise and instilled values in me. I was able to over come challenges and gain motivation to graduate from college. My ultimate dream is to enter a profession in science and use my knowledge to help my community.
The lack of a stable job creates hardships to families, therefore I am motivated to obtain a career. For example, when my father lost his job, he became depressed as he kept getting rejected from every job he applied to. Meanwhile, my mother took care of hyperactive kids all day. My parent’s exhaustion, made me grateful for all that I had. Despite their struggles, I still had food

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