Why Do Dumb Things Essay

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Sometimes I do dumb things. Looking back I have made so many mistakes with the people I love. All this time I was wrong, I have been incomprehensible and selfish. All along, I make my brother feel bad about himself and useless . He is older than me five year, as the older brother he is my leader and support. For a long time I thought he was the laziest and most selfish person I've ever known, but at the same time he showed me that people can always change and make things right. My brother has always been with me, except when we separated three years ago, he stayed in Cuba and I came here to the United States. …show more content…

While growing up together, there was always dysfunction between us, but over time our relationship got worse. It started two years ago when he came here to the United States. I was already living here for almost one year with my mom and my dad. My mother at that time had two jobs while I had one and went to school. We both had the responsibilities of the expenses as my father could not work because of health problems. We were starting a new life in an undiscovered country for us and it was difficult. My brother was our hope to improve our living conditions, it was our policy to stick together and work together until each of us were ready to go by our own. 1 His first year he could not find a job or what I thought was him not wanting to work; it was when our problems became reality to the point where I almost abandoned my family. I was really upset and disappointed, I called him ungrateful and selfish. Right away under pressure from my family and me, he …show more content…

Two weeks later when he received his first check, he wasn’t happy, and the same day he quit. When we asked, he told us he was expecting more money and he was not going to work for that. I got so angry. What was he thinking? He doesn’t have a college degree, he didn’t even speak the language; he should have been thankful for having and finding a job. November same year he starts working at a factory. He seemed very excited and committed to the job. But, what I feared happened and of course I didn’t believe him. He quit again, according to him because the place closds, exactly a month after he was hired. After what happened, we had a hideous and repulsive fight. We did not talk or see each other for weeks; the tension between us was very strong. In the meantime, in February he found a job at Sugar Mills at Belle Glade. Today he still works there. He moved and he is living his own life by himself, but not just that, he is now helping my mom and dad, which is great. I saw

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