Personal Narrative Essay: Looking Back On My Childhood

Looking back on my childhood, I would say I was blessed to have the people I had in my life. I grew up with ten siblings so things were never easy. From the oldest sibling to my youngest there is a twenty-four year age gap. To some it might come off as life being easier or less responsibility. Many might even think it was an easier way to get what we wanted because we could get it from each other. Than on the other hand, you have the people that looked at my family size and immediately wondered “How can they afford all of those kids?” Where do they live? How much does it cost to feed and put clothes on their backs? I have never been the type to put any pity on my childhood by saying it was the worse or complaining about the things I have been through because I am well aware there are plenty of other people and children who may have had it worse. When comparing my

My kindergarten teacher Mrs. Hickey was the best teacher of all time. She looked out for me in ways I thought only family could. She picked me up for school, spent time with me and my family, and got to know us on a personal basis. She did not judge me based off my clothes, my hair, or my family. She reminded me so much of my momma that we eventually built a god momma and daughter relationship. Sadly, once we moved in with my daddy I was not able to see her anymore. I was in a new neighborhood so I got involved in Girl Scouts, Pen Pals, and REC Kids at our community center to keep myself active. The workers at the community center stayed on my back as well as many of the other children at the center. They helped to stay out of trouble and made sure we got our work done. They made sure we were involved in activities to keep us away from the gangs or bad decisions. Growing up my time was very structured. I was either working to make money, doing homework, or passing time with one of my extracurricular activities that I