Standing bare footed on the hot dirt road the sun beating down on my too large forehead but I knew I was going to have a blast. It was the year 2006 I was in long road, Jamaica I had joined a race with three of my older cousins and one long known friend. It was a race to see which out of all five of us was the future Usain bolt or the future vernicka Campbell, these two people are some of the best Olympic gold medalist of my island Jamaica; track stars. My father Leroy had heard from my witchy stepmother Zandalyne that I was on the street participating in this, so he and ran me to go sit down somewhere but I refused willing to run this race and prove my taunting cousins wrong. Daddy Leroy looked my way one last time with a warning but didn't say anything for he had a foresight that someone of us kids are bound to get hurt or a “really bad fall down” he would say. That day I actually did end up getting a sprained ankle that's only because my devious oldest cousin of the three didn't want to take the lose he was bound to have gotten.
My father Leroy was boiling mad …show more content…
I normally wake up and he's outside working; making greater and piggy banks with some kind of metal, different size nails to make holes on the greater, a hammer, one of those big metal cutter scissors and a huge piece of log to curve the metal into the form of a hand held greater. Some days I would wake up and he's gone my breakfast left covered on the stove and that's it I would wait and wait and sometimes cry but I knew he was out hustling and trying to come up with some money to buy something to eat for dinner. Today I didn't have to wait as long, I was sitting outside on the log for-a-bench and I saw the face I was not too fond of. My step mother Zandalyne was just bending the corner of the house, she came and stood in front of me all I wanted to know was where my daddy
My father Leroy was boiling mad …show more content…
I normally wake up and he's outside working; making greater and piggy banks with some kind of metal, different size nails to make holes on the greater, a hammer, one of those big metal cutter scissors and a huge piece of log to curve the metal into the form of a hand held greater. Some days I would wake up and he's gone my breakfast left covered on the stove and that's it I would wait and wait and sometimes cry but I knew he was out hustling and trying to come up with some money to buy something to eat for dinner. Today I didn't have to wait as long, I was sitting outside on the log for-a-bench and I saw the face I was not too fond of. My step mother Zandalyne was just bending the corner of the house, she came and stood in front of me all I wanted to know was where my daddy