I live in the “ghetto,” or at least that’s the notion I received when I first moved into my neighborhood. The houses are old and it’s never quiet, I sleep with my sister in a small bedroom, getting up early every morning and seeing the drunken people from last night’s parties. The challenges I faced on a daily bases was the low income me and my family had to survive on. My parents worked day and night just to get food on the table and pay the bills. I knew that this wasn’t the life I wanted. I didn’t want to work all my life and live the life of a pariah.
There was a point in my life where I was very depressed, I started to intoxicate myself because I felt that I couldn’t handle life; I felt that my only escape was to distance myself from …show more content…
For example, I wanted to join a gang just so that I could belong to something that could “protect” me when times were tough. Thankfully I didn’t join a gang like the rest of my siblings, rather I listened to my dying mother figure, my grandmother. I decided I would stay focused in school and finish high school first and foremost. Let me tell you that finishing high school in itself is considered huge in my family. But the truth is, I wanted something more than just a high school degree. I wanted to surpass the idea of just a high school degree, but I wanted now a college degree. I think from a very young age I always wanted someone to listen to me, but an alternative to that was for me to become the listener. Throughout my life the only person by my side was my grandma. I looked up to my grandma, she had a way of speaking that you’d often ask yourself, “who is this being, and why does she speak like an angel?” People would come to my house just to talk to my grandmother. I would always look up to her because I believe she made me who I am to this day. Listening to her made me feel secure, and I felt that if she can make someone feel like that, then I can also follow her righteous footsteps. I made sure that with every decision I took, I would make my family …show more content…
I would remember what my grandma would have said if she was there. So I listened patiently and would carefully analyze the given situation, and I would come up with the best advice I could give. I remember when a girl from my old school randomly came up to me and told me that she was pregnant. I said that the best thing to do was to notify her intimate other about the pregnancy. I said that her intimate other deserved to know, and so did her parents. She had originally planned to abort the child, but I told her that the abortion would be in her conscience later on in life. A pregnancy, I told her, is something she shouldn’t be keeping to herself, because it would destroy her mentally. Rather than being an accomplice of something I believed to be wrong, I outright told her that if I was in her position, I would be scared; but I know that one day I will have to personally deal with these situations myself. I can’t run away from my problems. I have to face them head on. That is why today, I am an individual who will face anything despite my fears. I am not afraid to move forward in life despite the numerous
There was a point in my life where I was very depressed, I started to intoxicate myself because I felt that I couldn’t handle life; I felt that my only escape was to distance myself from …show more content…
For example, I wanted to join a gang just so that I could belong to something that could “protect” me when times were tough. Thankfully I didn’t join a gang like the rest of my siblings, rather I listened to my dying mother figure, my grandmother. I decided I would stay focused in school and finish high school first and foremost. Let me tell you that finishing high school in itself is considered huge in my family. But the truth is, I wanted something more than just a high school degree. I wanted to surpass the idea of just a high school degree, but I wanted now a college degree. I think from a very young age I always wanted someone to listen to me, but an alternative to that was for me to become the listener. Throughout my life the only person by my side was my grandma. I looked up to my grandma, she had a way of speaking that you’d often ask yourself, “who is this being, and why does she speak like an angel?” People would come to my house just to talk to my grandmother. I would always look up to her because I believe she made me who I am to this day. Listening to her made me feel secure, and I felt that if she can make someone feel like that, then I can also follow her righteous footsteps. I made sure that with every decision I took, I would make my family …show more content…
I would remember what my grandma would have said if she was there. So I listened patiently and would carefully analyze the given situation, and I would come up with the best advice I could give. I remember when a girl from my old school randomly came up to me and told me that she was pregnant. I said that the best thing to do was to notify her intimate other about the pregnancy. I said that her intimate other deserved to know, and so did her parents. She had originally planned to abort the child, but I told her that the abortion would be in her conscience later on in life. A pregnancy, I told her, is something she shouldn’t be keeping to herself, because it would destroy her mentally. Rather than being an accomplice of something I believed to be wrong, I outright told her that if I was in her position, I would be scared; but I know that one day I will have to personally deal with these situations myself. I can’t run away from my problems. I have to face them head on. That is why today, I am an individual who will face anything despite my fears. I am not afraid to move forward in life despite the numerous