Personal Narrative: Baltimore Public And Private School

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When I was born, my mother threw away my father’s marijuana pipe because it was, what she called, “time for him to grow up.” However, this never deterred him from continuing to drugs and alcohol resulting in him never consistently being in the picture. After twelve years of marriage, my mother divorced him. Leaving her a single mother of three children, all under the age of five, to put through private school because the Baltimore Public School system was not as good as the private schools. However, she still managed to find time to take my sisters and I to our soccer and lacrosse practices, games, and tournaments while squeezing in family visits at least once a week.
Being the oldest child, I was always very observant of the things happening
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