Growing up in my family was not that simple, We were not the richest nor the poorest, We simply just were middle class. I never understood the actual value of a dollar until I got older. My parents always bought me decent clothes and dolls but I always wanted more. Growing up I never understood why my father donated money to other families and churches. The reason for donating to other families was that they used to lend us money to pay our bills, so I could wear decent clothes and have a full belly. My mother used to go to food drives at the Church and sort through all the canned goods. Never did my parents complain about the unjust of life because they were fighting for my sister and I. All the nice things I thought I had were from other …show more content…
I am also proud of my mother for working hard and dedicating her time to be maid to keep my life perfect. She always had food on the table, took my sister to school and had time to put me to bed. I am proud of the obstacles of poverty my family overcame. Growing up and living in horrible neighbourhoods in Lake Elsinore and Anaheim, my father overcame joining gangs,asking for help,and working hard. My parents always taught me to value money, and as an adult when ever I have money I do not waste it on unnecessary items but donate it towards families that are in need. This taught me to help out my church for canned food drives for families that struggle in our economy to have enough food to feed our next generation. I have always been proud of my parents for overcoming poverty, because now my parents can afford to give a helping hand to other families, and to send me to a soccer academy to take me out of the streets. My parents determination is the one I wish to seek to achieve greatness in life. The inspirations they have given me have influenced me to be competitive and achieve
“Hey Girl! How’s it going?” It takes everything in me not to cringe at the word choice. A few years ago, I wouldn’t have had any problem with it. Then again, me from a few years ago is far different from me of today. Flowing hair down to my elbows, ridiculous amounts of jewelry, light layer of makeup every day, and pink. So much pink. That was my life.
You don’t get to choose where you grow up, but you do decide if you’ll stay there the rest of your life. Growing up I feel I saw things that I shouldn’t of ever seen for my age. The neighborhood I lived in had a lot of violence, and the cops would show up at least once a week so that nothing too major would happen. Crimes were always committed on my street, and the only time I was away from it would be when I went to school. After school I would go to the salvation army with my sister, and wait until my mom would get off work. We never knew when we would get home. Sometimes it would be until 5, and other days we would stay until 7. I met many new people which taught me a lot about working with others. Some days were good, and others were not
My so called life, takes every aspect of a teen that is considered rebellious, and drags it out. In real life, most teens can relate to aspects of Angela’s turmoiled life, but, no one will deal with all she finds in her life. This approach is one taken frequently when representing teenagers; the fact that they’re growing up becomes their defining quality.
Growing up, I was raised in multiple different environments. From the beaches of Florida to the mountains and high elevation of Missouri and to the hot plains of Texas. I have moved a total of 7 times and gone to 6 different schools. That's insane and I have been able to meet some amazing people!
Kid nation was a reality tv show where kids run a ghost town that was located in new mexico without parents only kids. It was an experience that many kids will never forget but there was occasion that did not turn out well and did affect the kids in very awful ways those ways were physical and mental injury were two big ones but their was also how the town affect the kids and many internal problems.Many people believe that kid nation was a good experience for kids but for my own personal opinion I think that it was very bad for the kids and could have scarred them for life.
A quote often used by the older adults and said to the younger adults,“When you become a teenager, you step onto a bridge. You may already be on it. The opposite shore is adulthood. Childhood lies behind. The bridge is made of wood. As you cross, it burns behind you” (Gail Carson Levine, Writing Magic: Creating Stories that Fly). A person is an adult and no longer a child when he or she is responsible for their actions. Even when they are responsible are they truly mucher? There is no telling whether a person is an adult at 18 or 21, it's no one's chose but your brains.
In 1986 my mother divorced my father and moved my brother and I from a small town in Pennsylvania to a small town in New Jersey. My mother chose this particular town because of its close proximity to family members. The house my mother grew up in and that my grandmother still lived in was two houses away from our new house. Also, my aunt and uncle lived about three houses away. With her new life as a single mother with two kids the convenience of it all was too hard for her to pass up.
When I was born my mother was 16 and my father was 17 my father had just joined the military and was getting ready to be deployed to Iraq for three years. He left when my mom was eight months pregnant with me. She was alone when she gave birth and she little to no support from the people around her. But she never let that faze her. She continued high school while working and still making time to raise
Gaining maturity is something that happens over time. A “coming of age” occurs at a certain mentality, not a certain age. It’s the exposure to life’s experiences that makes the greatest impact to maturity; such as the experiences within an upbringing and decisions made. Maturity has minimal reliance on age.
My parents worked hard and strived for their success, people often thought because my mother dressed me very nice that I had money. I recall growing up in a one bedroom apartment, but as my parents worked to gain more knowledge through college and grad school that they would able to provide a better life for me as I grew older. My mother works as a social worker and dad a Veteran of the United States Army and currently possesses a degree in Business Administration society labeled us as stuck up rich girl. My grandparents often told me stories of days on the farm and working for ten cents a day to earn fifty cents a week. I was taught to be thankful for the small things and big things would come. My childhood often bring tears to my eyes as
In the picture if you look quickly you would assume my sister was older, but in fact she is actually only 13. I have noticed for the past few years the 13 year olds of today don’t look like the 13 year olds when I was 13. They actually tend to look a lot older and near their 20’s. That’s because millennials of today try to look and act older. They think it’s cool to wear all the older looking outfits, do their hair everyday, and wear tons and tons of makeup.
We have teens in our community that are thinking about or already doing drugs or cigars. One way to fix this is to make a teen center so teens aren’t provoked to take drugs or smoke. They’ll have activities such as art, music, and physical health. They can drive to the center and pay for a year or month to participate. They can head over after school and do their homework with the help of tutors that understood the subject that they’re struggling in. Therefore, they can be sure of finishing homework and can do an activity of their choice after.
Imagine assembling and disassembling AK-47 in high school! Stacy, is an international student from the University of Oregon. Stacy’s life growing up was different and a little bit similar to to how other people in the US grow up.
Growing up was not easy as it will seem my parents started to own grocery store in 2001 when I was just one year old and throughout the years they change it to a restaurant but they did not have anyone to help the so my parents had it to take my sister and I to work everyday. Both of them had it to work everyday and they did not had time for us, when we started to get a little bit older they started to leave us home alone when my sister was nine and I was six. As a kid I did not understand why they had it to leave everyday, so I started to cry because I did not wanted them to leave. My sister made it her job to take care of me and basically raise me. My sister was born three years before me and as kids we were inseparable. My mother use too
Birth order is believed to influence many aspects of one’s personality. By research birth order it give an idea how I feel every day. For example me being the middle child. I feel like I'm independent, secretive, and being ignored my others and many more.