Personal Narrative: My Dad

Try to imagine your mom or dad has to go to a foreign country that you have never been or even heard of, for long periods of time. That seemed to happen a lot to my dad. My dad is a Navy Chief in the United States, he goes on deployments a lot and for long periods of time. My mom, my sister, and I would wait near the pier for several hours, before the sun rose to see my dad set off on his deployment. I would try not to doze off, closing my tired eyes every now and then while also trying to stay awake long enough to attempt saying “goodbye” to the parent I wish would stay. I was sad whenever it came time for the ship to sail off; I would look for my dad on the upper deck, waving goodbye, remembering that’d be the last time for a couple of months I would see him. Somehow I was always able to handle him being gone by writing letters and emails or even sending a care package full of his favorite snacks and candies I picked from the store, keeping in as much contact as possible to make it seem like he were still there with me. …show more content…
Whenever my dad was not around I would try to help my mom in any way that I possibly could, for example, I would help her in the kitchen by lending a hand in preparing meals for breakfast and dinner. I would wake up earlier to be ready and have my stuff together and ready for school. Once I got home, I would start working on getting my schoolwork done, then study hard for tests, and get good grades to keep my mom happy, just to name a few. Whenever my dad returned from deployment I would always try to continue on these responsibilities like it was any other day, just with a special guest