What Is My Childhood Essay

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My Childhood was not the most conventional, as I was born to teenage parents. Most teenagers worry about their social lives, attending school events, and passing their classes but not mine, well at least not my mother. In order for me to explain my passion for helping others I must tell you about my childhood, which was anything but normal. From the moment I was born my father was off scoring the game winning touchdown for Jefferson Silva High School. My mom for reasons unknown to me decided to name me after my father, maybe it was because she was still in love with him at the time. This moment which to many is a joyful occasion would create a fissure between my mother and I for years to come. See although I was a baby at the time, my name …show more content…
When I entered elementary school my mother at this time was more concerned about living life, than watching over a child. While my dad lived the life a womanizer and had many children. I was raised by my grandmother who told me I should always put my all in to everything I do. I developed a strong work ethic because of her and would go on to become very successful in school but my home life floundered. My mother made a decision to take me and move out of El Paso to Ruidoso and then soon after Alamogordo, New Mexico. Being away from my grandmother scared me and I was right to think that way, the man my mother got with would beat me on a daily basis and as a child in the 1st grade I felt completely alone. It was at school when I could play with my friends and make them smile and laugh that I felt like I …show more content…
At this point I was in the 5th grade entering 6th grade and I was extremely depressed and suicidal. I was picked on daily for being a teacher's pet because education was my escape. I came to a turning point in my life where I decided I would live to help myself and others who feel as if there completely alone. I didn't want to allow my past to define my future, I focused on education once again and excelled and encouraged and reinforced my younger sibling's aspirations and ensured them they could go on to be whoever they want to be. I decided I would face the world and all the struggles that come forth with a smile and laughter. Many of my friends around this time would confide in me, and it felt nice to be able to help them just by listening to their problems. I found that cheering up others and seeing a smile on their face made me feel proud as if I was doing what I was meant to do. Upon entering High School, I was all smiles and helped whoever was in need from teachers to my peers and was even recognized at my graduation with an award for it. I was trying to hold back the tears as I accepted the award, I helped other because it felt that was what I was meant to

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