Shana Lujan
Professor Simon
ENG 101
This is my story as a little girl. This is the story of the first time I had a dad.
Most people don’t remember when they first realized they had a father; I believe it’s life’s nature. Most of us grew up calling a man dad, and it simply was like that from the beginning. That is not my case. I grew up as a proud daughter of a single mother. I was fatherless for 11 years of my life, and I lived the struggles of not being able to say a word that should have been among the first. To me missing a father was not about the person, I was an orphan since the age of 2, and I had no memories of whom I was supposed to miss. However, I had a clear picture of what I wish for, and yet no one who could cover that role. I wouldn’t trade those days with anything though. My whole life, as it has been, has forged the person I am now. It made my heart able to understand true, deep and noble feelings, and how powerful they are. My not too common life has been a good ride; it brought me to a very special person in an unexpected moment.
I was 10 the day my mom had me sit down at the kitchen table and shared with me the news that lately changed my life. She looked at me straight in the eyes. I saw her tremble, I saw her worry, and I saw her try to speak with no success. Then, she finally spoke. She told me, “You know, there is a man who asked me out”, and again “He says he likes me, and he likes you. He likes us. ”Those words came out softly, slowly and strong
After the wars in Korea and Japan’s assimilation into the Korean government, they created a treaty between the two. This treaty was known as The Japan Korea Treaty of 1910, also known as the Japan Korea Annexation Treaty. This formally annexed Korea forcing them to be a formal colony of Japan. This lead to Many Japanese settlers were interested in acquiring agricultural land in Korea begin move migrate there. The Governor-General at time helped these settlements through land, which initially was accepted by most of the Korean population. The Korean land ownership system was a system of a form of an absolute power landlord. The level of that these peasants were just as was similar to that of farmers in Japan. However, in Korea, the landowners
I realized that I didn’t really have a father on March, 20, 2008, the day I turned eight. I was never extremely close with my “father” and even though my parents were divorced, I always wanted to have a normal father-son relationship with him. I just wanted to go outside and play catch or go to a ball game even though I hated sports. I wanted to have the same experiences
When my parents divorced, I didn’t see my father often. The memories I had of him when I was young were usually pleasant, but very few and far between. Instead, I practically lived at
The next day at dinnertime, I was playing with my food, trying to avoid conversation. I was still upset about how big of a disappointment I was. I still didn’t want to tell my dad, but I knew that the faster I did it, the faster this was done. It was the end of the dinner and we were putting the dishes away. I was sitting at the table, nervously fidgeting with my hands. Then, I suddenly blurted it out.
Like many little girls, I grew up worshiping my dad. A small shy girl, hiding behind him, using him as my protection from the world, by his side every possible chance. I wanted to be whoever he wanted to be, wanted to do everything he wanted me to do. I did everything to make my dad proud of me, for years, trying to do my best in everything…all for him, yet somehow, it was never enough. The summer going into my sophomore year, when my dad was, as he usually was, drunk, told me that he was ashamed to have me as a daughter. This was the ultimate turning point that marked my transition from childhood into adulthood.
Not understanding the reasoning behind my father’s absence, I grew to identify another man as my father. Although there was the presence of a father figure, I still wondered why my biological father was not present in my life. His lack of presence contributed to my personal self-worth and identity and played an integral part in my willingness to develop meaningful relationships. Fear of abandonment has always in the back of my mind when developing personal relationships and therefore it became hard to be open up to others from of fear of being vulnerable.
Not understanding the reasoning behind my father’s absence, I grew to identify another man as my father. Although I had a father figure, I still wondered why my biological father was not present in my life. His lack of presence contributed to my personal self-worth and identity and played an integral part in my willingness to develop meaningful relationships. Fear of abandonment was always in the back of my mind when developing personal relationships and therefore it became hard for me to be open to others because of fear of being vulnerable.
One warm summer morning my sister, dad, and I were sitting and watching T.V. and my best friend’s dad called and invited us over for the weekend. He said
Throughout generations, you expect kids to grow up to have everything they want but not everything they need. For instance, kids of all ages who have both their parents, tend to focus on the things they want, like cars, toys, phones, and other electronics that seem more valuable. Meanwhile, other kids with single mothers try to forget the one thing that is missing in their lives, which is growing up by their father’s side. What is the meaning of a father’s absence you may ask? According to researchers, the term indicates that a child has lived for part or all their childhood in the house without their biological father. Many teenage girls or women in their early 20s fall in love with a guy they date who
On February 28, 2002 I was born in a small hospital in Northern Ohio. About a year later my biological father left my me and my mother, so for most of my childhood I grew up with a single-parent. I lived in Ohio for about four years, and then I moved to Maryland where I met my (now) Step-dad at my mother’s work. I was very shy when I first saw him, and I don’t think I would have ever guessed that he would marry mom four years later. Skip to mid-2010 when I had lived in New York for a year and I was starting the third grade. I was at the bus stop when I saw a girl about my age who was waiting for the bus as well. For the rest of my two years in New York we had become best friends and we still are in contact of each other (she now lives in Chile).
Growing up without a father did not make me feel of any less value than other kids who did have a dad. I missed out on some stuff that other kids get to do with their dads like go
I first met my dad on September 15th, 1997. My mother always seems to remind me that the day was rainy and unusually cold for that time of the year, however the room inside the Newton Community Hospital was encompassed in warmth. I was my parents’ third child and as my two elder siblings waited, too young to understand the significance of birth, I was passed from the nurse to my mother and then finally to my father.
I remember the nicknames I had heard from a young kid: bastard child, mommy’s girl, and “that lonely child on father's day”. My early days in elementary school made me feel like an outcast, due to my biological father leaving me when I was born. Before school ever started, I thought it was normal to only live with one parent. When I went into preschool, the realization of this brought the security of my world crashing down. That is when I began my hatred towards my father, and the eventual avoidance of my future family life.
When defining parenthood, it’s the state of being parents and holding the responsibility that are involved with having children. But, today According to U.S Census Bureau, 1 in 4 children under the age of 18, a total of about 17.4 million, are raised without a father and nearly half, about 45%, live below the poverty line (U.S Census Bureau). With having experience with living in a single parent household, I had to watch my mother take on both the responsibilities in raising me to what I have become today. Without my father being around, I felt closer to my mother and a felt like I can tell her any problems that I was having at any point in time. As a single parent, my mother planned our family activities, was responsible for finding me child care, and making sure that whatever I need she made sure I had it. If I could describe my relationship with my mother in one word it would be “everlasting”. I will all ways love my mother no matter what and she will always be in my heart. If I was asked to in one word how you would describe your relationship with your father it would be “empty”. To say the least all my life I really didn’t have a relationship with my father even though we may talk once or twice every month, he wasn’t really been there for me and I feel like today I really don’t think I need to have one. Although, my father was absent from my life I had a great mother that took on both responsibilities of being a parent and raised me into a strong young man. In a two
I was sixteen years old when I realized my father, Tom, was not really my father. I was at camp when I jokingly called Jed my dad and the scouts believed it. Then I thought it over and they were right. Jed was my real dad. He was already a father figure to the scouts and staff. We had the same sense of humor and we both had the same level of sarcasm toward each other. I had so much more in common with him than my so called real dad.