Personal Narrative: My Low Socioeconomic Status

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There is a widespread misconception that my demographic is one of privilege. If one finds oneself in the right place at the right time, then the belief would be true. In truth, I share a low socioeconomic status with a majority of my peers. Even though this nuisance affects my everyday life, the family, community, and health factors of this status make the greatest impact on my education. First and foremost, my family’s financial situation is my education’s greatest enemy. The issues began after my parent’s separation left our budget in ruins. Now my parents low economic status makes money a constantly tense topic. Throughout adolescence, I frequently needed the educational assistance of test preparation and tutoring, but it's been evident that there isn’t enough money in our budget for that aid. Despite the fact that I lacked these opportunities that my peers have taken, I work hard and remain determined to pursue higher education to become an obstetrician. I am aware that …show more content…
While my peers completed community service hours, my mom pushed my temporary wheelchair through hospital halls, and I focused in on the admitted victims of the disparities in Detroit I passed a young mother with a baby bound for drug abuse, an abused child, and a suburban baby with fetal alcohol syndrome. The afflictions made me emotional because there was a dark comparison between my controllable condition and their inevitable ones. Today I urge myself to seek every opportunity to seize the day rather than be dragged to the ground.
I have been challenged in accessing many of America’s educational opportunities. However, I have turned the difficulties that have been thrown my way into tools to construct my career. With finances, community, and health aside, I will continue in my stride toward my success in the future as an innovator in the medical

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