Personal Statement : ' Daddy, How Do You Make Coffee? Essay

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I was twelve, and in the fifth grade; I loved talking to people and climbing trees and playing with bugs. I didn’t know how to make coffee, because I never drank it, and mum never wanted me to make it, lest I decided I suddenly wanted to drink coffee, because coffee was bad for you and turned you into a short old woman. At least, that’s what she told me; I had no reason not to believe her. My step-father was babysitting me because my mum had been called into work last minute, and she left in a hurry, giving me a quick kiss on the head before she left. After she left, my step-father wanted me to make coffee for him. “Daddy, how do you make coffee?” I asked, genuinely curious. It was hard to do something you didn’t know how to do perfectly on your first try. He looked me in the eye. “Can’t you do anything right?” He said, shaking his head at me before returning his attention to the television. I was confused. I didn’t know what to do. I got the white coffee filters out from the cabinet because I saw mum do that once, and looked at them puzzled.
“How do you use these?” I asked him, causing him to become angry with me. He got up from his recliner abruptly, causing it to bang against the wall loudly, and stomped into the kitchen, snatching the coffee filter out of my hands and pushing me to the side roughly.
“You can’t do anything right. I ask you to do one simple thing and you can’t even do it.” He said, not once looking at me. I told him I didn’t know how and was asking for…

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