My Experience With My Family

Firstly, each person’s experience with starting school is different. For me school has always been a second home to me. I like learning and experiencing new things that the school has to offer. I can honestly say that I have gained lifelong friends from my school years, as well as learned few things from the teachers. I find that what you learn and gain from going to school will always stay with you for the rest of your adult life. You reflect back and know when and where that particular skills or knowledge was learned.

When I was a child, most of the stories or situations I have been through was, mostly, my dad hitting me and my parents fighting constantly; so pretty much I did not really grew up watching Barney, traveling to places, and going to Disneyland often. I thought I would have to live like this for the rest of my academic life, but one day around the age of eight, my dream came true. My parents had enough of each other, so they went their own ways; even though, I was glad that I do not have to life miserably anymore, I was not. I thought that everything would settle down and live a calm life with my mom, but as a result, I ended up raising my two siblings. My dad left the house, my mom was in her own world, and I had to watch my siblings. I thought my parents divorce would benefit me, but all it did was for me to not live as an eight-year-old would. I thought that my dream of going to a great university and becoming a Physician Assistant came crashing down. A couple weeks later, my dad came back and long-story short, my siblings and I had to go hang out with my dad for

I have always been close to my family of five. My family is what made me strive for greatness and what made life joyful. I felt like everything was perfect and that I was on top of the world. However, this all changed when I entered an unfamiliar apartment that had all my belongings. I was only eleven when my parents split up, and the age where I had to grow up fast. My parent’s separation is something that holds me back till this day. For two years, I felt like I was on my own because my parents were never home. It seemed like my sisters and I were the ones being punished. There were countless nights where my sisters and I cried because of this sense of emptiness. My parents did not think we had to depend on them anymore, but they did not

Your life is changed every day and there are many points to your life. One point of my life is that family is the most important thing. Family is an important factor of everyone’s life, it’s who you are and who you have become today.

You know growing up I never had a “fairytale” childhood. My parents fought, my sisters and I didn’t get along. Yes, I know that we had good times. I am aware of that. But it just got really hard some days. And that is what threw me into a funk. Then when I

School was a breeze. I loved every minute of it: reading, learning, pleasing my parents and teachers with good grades, and making friends. As a zealous bookworm, my interests leaned more along the language arts, history, and music

In 2014, I was a freshman at Hope high school, I was cool with most people. I loved to learn new things such as math and history,but I had different opinions about how I felt about everyone. I disliked my classmates just the thought of talking and making new friends made me not like school, I grew up with it as school goes by. I finally made new friends and also I was an A’s and B’s student. Most importantly I came to school almost everyday and came on time.Coming to class and learn has been one of my favorite thing to do.

I hated school. Academically everything felt too easy at first, almost as if I was repeating a grade and I grew complacent. Socially, I was an outsider and couldn’t fit in. Coming home to an empty house after school every day, I never

In kindergarten, preschool, and even part of first grade my life seemed great. I loved school, I thought it had to be the most incredible thing ever, I got to ride the bus to school, see my friends and show of how smart I believed to be. I had lots of friends, we would share stories, play on the swings, and color together. School gave me the opportunity to learn knew things and impress my brother. School had to be the most genius idea in the world.

When my mom was old enough to get a place of her own we moved back to Atlanta. I soon started pre-K, I don’t remember much from that period of my life other than my favorite teacher, and dressing up for halloween as a witch only to have my classmates run away from me. Due to excessive moving I attended three elementary schools. I loved every single one of them the only thing

When I was 5 years old my parents got a divorce. Being an only child and watching my parents fight was hard for me. I never understood why my dad left until I was older. I come from a small town in central Texas called Goldthwaite. With a population of less than 2000, everyone becomes your friend and enemy within one day. Everyone knew who I was and who my parents were. Even though my dad was not in the picture, half of the town still knew who he was. At age 15 I started high school. I felt like I was on top of the world. I had a boyfriend, a popular last name, and I was also a twirler for the band. That changed very quickly. My mom started drinking just like she did when I was younger except this time it was worse. It wasn’t just

My parents have been divorced since I was the age of two. Being a child of divorce is all I’ve ever known and growing up I felt different than many of my friends. I never like having to explain my family situations to my friends because most of them did not understand what it was like to have divorced parents. I began to resent my parents for being divorce and wished it had never happened. However, as I continued to grow and mature my family began to grow; my mom got remarried and so did my dad. I gained a new stepdad, stepmom, two step siblings, and a half-brother. Looking back on it now I do not remember why I was so upset with my parents for their divorce; all I see now is the positive things it has brought into my life. I have gained so

School, to me and among many peers of my age, is not a distant term. I have spent one-third of my life time sitting in classrooms, every week since I was seven years old. After spending this much time in school, many things and experiences that happened there have left their mark in my memory. Some are small incidences while some have had a great impact on me. However, regardless the degree of significance, things that happened all contributed to shape the person that I am now.

Elementary school started out as a bore but moved on to eventually being fun and enjoyable. I grew to love school and learning during my fourth and fifth grade years at Zia elementary school. My teacher taught me the value of history and American History

My family happens to be deeply religious, conservative and often closed minded about certain aspects of life. In other words, everything that they tend to support and believe in as a family unit, tends to be something I can not personally agree with. As anyone can imagine, this has deeply affected my interpersonal relationship with my family in a negative impact. As an adult, I have come to my own conclusions about my personal beliefs about life and what those entail for myself. These beliefs are usually the exact opposite of what I grew up with, much to the disappointment of my family which has created a deep divide between us. This has probably affected my relationship with my father the most, as he has always been the most outspoken about his disappointment.