Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A Single-Parent Home

My mother worked four jobs at once to make financial ends meet, while always stressing the importance of education and financial independence to my brother and myself. My grandmother only achieved a second grade education due to the financial constraints on her family at a young age, but still in the end managed to make certain that of her children and grandchildren had what was needed to flourish and become successful, educated members of the community. The tenacity and history of these two women I still carry with me today. Their struggles have inspired to me to only want more from life, but also serve as a positive role model for the younger members of my community. I observed from other family members how an education can open a multitude of doors and opportunities. I want to make the biggest and most significant on my community and on my family as possible, and the only foreseeable path is to achieve a college education to gain the necessary skills, knowledge and connections needed to flourish and implement positive

Ever since I was a young child, my parents always told me to try my best in school, they always told me this for the reason that they never had the opportunity to have a good job because they never finished school. This event is shaping me to care a lot regarding my education. In addition to that, another event that has shaped me to become the person I am today is that since my parents don’t have good paying jobs they have to work hard to take care of me and my siblings this event has caused me to become a hard working person and to seize all opportunities to live a good life because I don’t want to struggle like my parents.

Sometimes I wonder just how messed up I’ll be for not having a mother around growing up. Other times I am less pessimistic. Regardless, the lack of a stable relationship with a dominant female figure has altered my personality and how I interact with others.

My parents grew up in families with little parental direction. Attending school, overcoming adversity, getting a job and becoming successful were up to their own making. Although my parents did not go to college, they took advantage of other opportunities to better their lives so that my siblings and I would be able to attend universities. They worked hard to get jobs even without college degrees, and then worked harder to maintain those jobs; subsequently, this furthered their positions in their workplaces. By setting an example of making the most of what life has to offer, they influenced me to seize every opportunity that crosses my path. Going to college was not an opportunity my parents could take advantage of, but it is one that I can.

My interviewee is a second generation immigrant with one parent who was born in El Salvador and the other who has Mexican roots but was born in the United States. For the purposes of confidentiality my interviewee will be addressed as Ana from here on out. In this interview paper I will discuss the experiences that Ana faced growing up in a tri-racial household. I will also evaluate her experiences regarding assimilation to the lectures and reading assigned through out this course.

My mother always wanted better of me so she went to college to help her education and to also make more money because of the rising cost of colleges. My mother said during the interview “...my biggest influence was you and your brother, seeing you boys has always pushed me to try my hardest and keep striving to make sure you guys have it easier than me and your father.” This was her explaining that because me and my older brother meant so much to her she used us as the reason she wanted to enter and graduate out of college. My mother Jessica is the biggest role model in showing me that education and college pays off in the long

See growing up in a large family like mines education was very important. Despite we didn’t have many to graduate from college put a lot of pressure on me. See my grandparents didn’t go to high school or college. So, they were real hard on their kids about go to school and graduate. So, made my parents hard on my brother and me about our education. My brother and me will be the first in our large family to graduate from college. My mom was real hard on me because she didn’t want me to go to in be like her. She had

My mother has worked three jobs to pay for my older brother’s college education and still be able to provide for my younger brother and I. Many families are in the same position as mine. I know that It's only through my mother’s hard work, that it will be possible for me to attend college and have a successful career. Her work ethic caused me to recognize the flawed system and how it needs to change. I don’t think anyone should have to sacrifice so much for a right all individuals should

I just had a telephone conference with CH mother/Jessica Cahill. Parent inform his physician, Dr. Cardino, MD (GI). Starting on Monday, student will have to take medication before every meal and snack. (5 times a day) The medication is Sucride? Parent was not sure of the correct spelling. Parent was informed that we could administer the medication at school with her permission and physician’s order. Parent will come in on Monday to bring in the medication, doctor’s order and sign consent. There are no diest restrictions per mom, except that he is lactose intolerance and has “short Gut”. Parent is also taking student to a neurologist during the summer for an evaluation ton R/O ADHD, anxiety and depression. Informed parent to share the information

The patient I completed my family health assessment on is a 34 years-old African American (black) female that is Gravida 6 Para 6. Her primary language spoken is English. She has a history of five vaginal deliveries and one cesarean section. This delivery was a vaginal birth after cesarean (VBAC) with spontaneous rupture of membranes while at home. Initial progression of labor was slow until stimulation of nipples via breast pump and low, slow dosing of Pitocin.

My parents divorced when I was 10. This isn’t abnormal; I know that many applicants have divorced parents, but my story is slightly different. I came to the US last year with my dad from Nepal. I came here because he wanted me to live with him and complete my education. This is important because my background is different from many people in this country, and I believe I have a story that needs to be told.

I live in a single-parent home, raised by the most fantastic mother out there. She really works hard on making sure my sister and I have an amazing childhood. She is a very determined woman, with a master’s degree. She is a first grade teacher, but knowing teaching isn’t the greatest paying job, she works other small jobs. My parents divorced when I was about three years old. When they split, my father took all our money, and my mom had to start all over again. Going to court cost a lot of money as well. Mom has worked really hard to give us a roof over our head and clothes on our back, but she still struggles. She does not necessarily tell us her financial statement because she does not want us to worry, but if we do ask for something we sometimes

All of the counselors started to clap and cheer for him. As Joey got up I could see his cheeks turn red like he truly felt like he belonged. He won the dance competition and that night the other counselors and I took him out for dinner. For dessert we took him to get ice cream and after that we went to the movies. During the movie it got boring

My parents divorced when I was five, so I was raised in a single parent home by my mother. My aunt and mother both instilled in me what it means to be a strong, independent, God fearing woman. From the time I was born I attended church regularly, praise dancing and singing in the choir. Being able to touch someone while ministering the word of God is one of the greatest privliges I’ve had.

Devastated, I ran to my room gushing my eyes out. All these emotions going through my head of how my life would be without my parents in the same room or even house. From what I remember it all started about mid-June, the weeks before that were crucial. My parents would always argue over how to deal with a situation between me and my brother, Skyler. They hardly spoke to one another, but when they did they would just start bickering. I remember, one night after dinner they both went into ''their'' room with the door locked yelling at one another. Skyler and I didn’t know what to do, so we went downstairs and tried to figure out what was going to happen. With a scared tone I asked if mom and dad were going to get a divorce?" He answered back '' No, they love each other, they wouldn’t do that to us." That following night, was a school night everything was quiet except for my crying. I couldn’t sleep; all I was thinking about how it's going to affect my family.