Descriptive Essay On My Father

Great people had to start somewhere, and my Father, Michael, is no shortage to being the greatest man I 've ever met. He 's a skinny built man, with a hearty belly full of all the deep laughs he stores. He stands about 5 foot 10 but if you ask him he 'll say he 's 6 feet tall. His chocolate brown skin glows from within, and his shiny bald head could blind you if he hit 's the light just right. Most people won 't get past his quiet demeanor but he 's much more than what he lets you in on. Born in Leicester, England on April 29th, 1957 he started out his life with a complicated relationship with his parents and then being shipped off to Barbados for a better life. He was faced with many challenges along the way, as well as adapting to his new life in America when he leaves everything he once knew behind. …show more content…
They could not fend for themselves because Job Opportunities were scarce at the time. My grandma only being 26, she had no other choice but to send my dad to live with his Grandmother Emmaline in the Parish of St. Michael, Barbados. Although my dad didn 't know at the time, this would have been the last time he see 's Horace, who to this day wants nothing to do with him. Every thought that could possibly run through a 6 years old head at the time of uncertainty ran through his but he was still hopeful of what could come out of his new life in Barbados. In my dad 's words, "Barbados is hot and humid 99% of the time, which I 'm sure that 's the only thing that will always stay the same" If you were to look on a map with a naked eye, you 'd probably have a hard time locating the country. Barbados sits in the southern Caribbean near Saint Vincent and the Grenadines. It 's shaped like a boot and sticks out like a sore thumb since it 's the furthest east island when looking at the Caribbean as a whole. The move to Barbados was relatively easy for my dad. He was young, and friends were easily made since he still had his English accent, which was