Personal Narrative: The Band That Saved My Life

The air is electric with excitement; the day is finally here; I am at my first concert, about to experience the band that saved my life. I was raised in an Orthodox Jewish household, my mother is an African American convert and my father, a ba’al teshuva, became religious in his twenties. I attended an all-girls Jewish day school on a scholarship from Kindergarten until eighth grade where I was bullied incessantly due to my skin color; furthermore, I was incompetent in my Judaic classes because they were taught in Hebrew; my school expected me to learn it at home and speak it fluently. My educational goals were insignificant in their eyes and since age eleven, I was prepared for the reality that I would become a housewife soon after my high school graduation. …show more content…
I grew up in an abusive household where my father cited the Torah as a justification for his emotional and physical abuse. I was clueless about sex and had no idea what sexual abuse and molestation were. I slowly began to expand my horizons and weeks after I figured out that my haunted tormented life was not normal I reported my brother and my father to my school. Soon, they were removed from my dilapidated childhood home, but that was just the beginning. My mother was at a loss, torn between loyalty to me and my broken younger sisters as opposed to loyalty to her eldest son and her husband. Fortunately, she chose us; leading to two restraining orders, jail time and a difficult