My Past, Present, and Future

There was a crucial period in my life when I felt dependent on my parents: preschool. At that time, my mom quit her job to become a full time mom and my dad

I would have to say looing back over the last five years my life has developed in to exactly what I have always wanted it to be. After going through a nasty divorce about eight years ago I went on a path of self destruction. I started drinking heavily and using drugs and a way to numb the pain I was going through. Finally after doing a few things that I’m really not proud of I had a wake up call. I got in to some legal trouble which opened my eyes to all the things I may have lost if I continued living my life that way. I then decided it was time to make some changes, I went back to school and obtained my G.E.D. and then

My mom came from a poor family. Her family didn’t have a lot of money. She was the oldest of five kids. Her mom had to work a lot to provide for all of them. Her mom kicked her out when she was 13. She’s been on her own ever since. She didn’t have any money or a job. She had to stay with a friend. So, she finally found a job when she was 15 and she has been working ever since.

To see my parents always working and worrying for our future was so hard to see we would pray every night. The thing they always made sure they had money for is for our school and the utensils we needed for school. This was a very tough part in my life because me and my sister were always worried are we ever going to get, are we ever going to help our parents live a better life. When my sister turned sixteen she had to get her first job to help my parents out and it started to get a little

Change: On my preparation day I read about many people who changed their life, changed their home and about a woman who was born in slavery. I think the text about the boy Mo Farah from my preparation day was the person who changed the most. He lived a comfortable life in Somalia, but it changed when the country was plunged into civil war. There were murders and kidnapping commonplace in the city.

Outline your Personal Narrative What one event has shaped you into who you are today?

Prior to that, me and my brother had a rough life. We were in foster care for 2-3 years before my grandma (passed in 2011) and granpda (recently passed in February) took me and my brother in and they made sure me or my brother only had to worry about school and I will forever be grateful for that but I always felt sort of like a black sheep because most of my friends had jobs and were buying their own things. Meanwhile, I had to ask my grandpa for money and I hate asking anyone for anything so it was sort of tough for me but he never really had a problem with it as long as my grades kept up. I worked briefly with my father in roofing here and there but it was never consistent and roofing ... man it is a tough job especially on your body in the long

When my parents became separated, I lived with my mom most of the time. Since her priority was her business, she would come home late every night. Found myself home alone mostly every day and night. My mother got very sick because of the stress she obtained from working

My family immigrated to the United States roughly four years ago from Vietnam. We came over here nearly empty handed with barely knew any English. The first two years we had to stay with my uncle and were being mistreated terribly by him. Therefore, my dad, our family’s main source of income, had to work really hard from early morning to late night to save up for a house. My mom decided to stay home to take care of us along with catering food in order to help out with our income.

     Through much evaluation and reflection I can identify one instance in my life when my perception of the situation was far from the true reality. The ending of my first marriage and the subsequent change in my thought process has allowed me to step out of a perpetual cycle of enculturation imposed upon me by society.

After moving to the United States, the separation from my grandmother was tough for me, but through the past seven years, I have developed as a person by using the values that I learned from her. I have committed myself to continue working hard to help my family. During summer time in my junior year, I was dedicated to find a job to support myself financially and help out my dad with paying some of our household expenses. I worked at Panera Bread as a cashier and barista. It was challenging at first because the job was not just about serving people, it was about meeting their full satisfaction. There were some days that I really wanted to quit. For instance one day I was ringing this guy, an old man, he was having a hard time figuring out the

As my freshman year is coming to an end I have to say there were a lot of peaks and down falls. They say freshman year is the year to try everything. This year I would meet some people that I know will have my back for life and some other not so much, but that's life by the end of my BGHS career I want to reflect on this paper too see if the same things affect me or if new problems uprise to see how much I grew as a person mentally and physically.

I’ve changed a lot in many ways and didn’t change at all in others. I’ve always been pretty flexible with people. I’ve always been able to enjoy the company of different types of people because I like many different things myself. I would tell myself not to worry about who I am and just enjoy things that happened day by day. The future is the future and it will happen whether I prepare for it ten years in advance or not at all. I spent too much time scare about what college opportunities I would have. Now, I know there are more possibilities than I can imagine and I can do anything I set my mind to.

I consider the person I am now to be a result of my past, which can be described by the title of a book series written by Lemony Snicket: A Series of Unfortunate Events. Originally, I was born in the disease-infested, poverty-struck city of Saigon, Vietnam. I developed a stone-cold personality in order to cope with my surroundings. Then, I moved to America, but I managed to find myself in an equally ghetto living environment—downtown Lincoln. I was trapped in a new world of violence, drugs, and especially alcohol. And to top everything off, I was put into special education classes due to my lack of English. My disappointment in my life caused me to run away from home frequently, which only made me even angrier in myself. Nobody feels good when they see their mom crying when the police brings you home.

When I was growing up, I remember my family situation as extremely chaotic. I was one of eight children and my father and mother had little time to devote to me individually. Most of the time they spent trying to earn enough to support us with their meager resources. I was often called upon to act as a surrogate mother to my siblings. I felt I had little time to develop my own unique perspective and voice when I was very young. Even as a preschooler I remember doing chores to help out at home. However, this situation did foster some positive aspects of my character. I learned to be mature at an early age and gained a sense of competence because of my responsibilities. But I also was taught put the needs of others second to my own. I feel that I did not learn to value my own, legitimate desires to an adequate degree as a young girl and have only recently acquired a true sense of worth [THESIS].