Personal Narrative: My Experience Of Being Homeless

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One of the main event that I did in the fifth grade was the homeless project. My experience being homeless part of the fifth grade curriculum. Twelve hours before I went to my elementary school to experience being a homeless person, I had a great dinner. The dinner consisted of grilled hamburgers, baked beans, French fries and corn. In order to survive being homeless, I had twice the amount of food that I usually have. When I experienced being homeless, I learned to appreciate my family as a valuable object to have in a person’s heart through leaving the house for the first time, watching videos and spending the night in a cardboard box. Being homeless mean that others cannot have relationships with others. For the first time leaving home, I hugged my dad for the last time in a clinging way on that day. Parents were allowed to be with their child through the class activities but they had to leave before the students were sleeping in a cardboard box. At the …show more content…

First of all, it was a cool night to spend a night in a cardboard box. I was scared that the wind speed would destroy the box that I have because I lived near the Appalachian Mountains. Next was the food, the school supplied the student and teachers with a loaf of bread and a bag of M&Ms. Personally, I do not like M&Ms but I could not choose what I was going to eat that day. Coming home was the most exciting event that day to me. It is not every day that someone can come to a place and feel like a place being appreciated. When I came back to my home, I dropped all my stuff from the homeless project to hug my parents and my older sister. My parents asked me how I liked being homeless. I replied, “It just a one lifetime experience that tells me that I would not do it for a lifetime.” Over the years as I gotten older, I learned to overcome this experience by getting an higher-education because I would not want to put myself in this

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