Essay about The Death Of A Civil War
I grew up in an area of poor sanitation, horrible health facilities and a faulty healthcare system. I often saw some of the greatest crimes one can commit against the community and themselves. People often times defecated and cooked in very close proximity, just outside their homes. Many homes did not have basic running water or bathrooms on the within, and as a result, many children were forced to relieve themselves in public areas known as “dump piles” or “dump sites.”
When I came to America, I never once forgot my upbringing and my past struggles to live a simple life so many take for granted. Though I had more than enough in my home compared to the masses, I always talked about doing something to remedy the situation, and if not for everyone, at least for the younger generation. I wanted so badly to be the change that was needed in my country, world and lifetime.
I struggled through my undergraduate studies as life was not easy, given the odds were stacked highly…