My Life Essay
My liife I would describe as insane, crazy, complicated, accomplished, and blessed. I have lots of things to write about but let's start with my beggining childhood. I can remember when I was just four years of age and standing next to my cousin when he "accidentaly" shot my mom. I just remember hearing this loud (bang). Next thing I know I heard the car stop and then everyone start screaming. From then on out it was just a big blur. The funny thing is that I can remember my aunty taking me to the hospital to see my mother but I would not go near hear because I was scared of all the medical supplies and the staples in her stomach. Yeah I know, crazy right? I was young and lots of thing scared me! But I can say as a child I coudld not have been more happy to see her. Knowing that she was ok gave me a a feeling of relief and comfort. Now throught this story I am going to skip around mainly because I can't remember some of my childhood. Now let's talk about my most favorite part of my child hood. Till up about the age of ten I used to get everything I wanted. Mostly because I was the only child. Oh how I loved Christmas, my birthday, easter and any other thing where I recieved gifts. Yeah as a kid everyone doesn't think of the true meaning of the these holidays. But it was nice to have al those gifts and get everything you wanted. Haha, I have always been spoiled. But when I acted like a spoiled brat that's when my Grandmother would get on to me. Yes, my grandmother's ended up raising me. But that's a long story asside itself. I remember going to the family reunion when I was seven and it had been my first time away from home we lived in Oklahoma but ended up traveling to Atlanta, Georgia for the reunion. Boy was...
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...at's why I grind like I do to make sure they have everything they need and will make sure they never have to struggle like I do. To have more than what I have and never have to worry about where their next meal is coming from. I'm glad God has given me the things has given me. That he continues to bless me and love me for who I am. now the recent update on my life of now is that I am currently working on a music CD and have my own beats, hoodie, and cellphone stores. Currently developing and in the beginning stages. But I am happy again to have these privileges that I have. Other people have nothing and are in worse shape than I will ever be. In closing, I would just like to say that life can be a handful and make you wonder even if life is worth living. But it in the end it will show that it is. Just don't let negativity get you down and you will make it through.
Life can have many ups and downs. One positive thing that has happened to me is being able to go on Mission Trips with my local youth group. I have been on a total of four mission trips in my life. Each one I go on opens my eyes to God. It brings people together and allows everyone to go and help the communities out. The mission trips are filled with teenagers from all over Missouri, that go all over America to help out. All the mission trips are put together by the CCYM (Conference Council on Youth Ministries.)
Most of the population today, mainly the younger generations, do not know exactly how good they have it or how much worse the quality of life can be. Personally, I’ve been fortunate enough in my life to not have experienced too many hardships. It was a real eye-opener for me after my interview with Mary Fowler, Great Depression survivor. She has been a close friend to my grandmother for as long as I can remember, but I have never heard her real story.
Do you know that all the struggles you have in life are there for a reason? Do you know that when you think you cannot go on anymore there is God there to pick you up? Be thankful for the struggles you go through because they make you wiser, stronger, and more humble as a person. When you think why me, why did I have to get this? No matter how low you are there is always someone there who can pick you back up on your
No matter the walk you take in life at the end of the day are you rich with love, respect and honor. Or, are you poverty stricken simply because you choose not to allow love, respect and honor to shine through. Not only on yourself but, also on those around you. In life a hard lesson needs to be learned and we can only learn this for ourselves, be rich because of who you are and not what you have because in the end people will not remember the house you had, the material possessions you bought or gifts that you gave, what they will remember is if you held your head high, even through the rough times, the respect you gave and most importantly, the love you
I was born on March 29, 1790. I was born in a wealthy family with my fellow 7 siblings. We all received the highest education possible at the time. My mother died was I was only 7, resulting in me being close to my father. During my late teens and early adulthood, my father was the Governor of Virginia. At age 15, I entered the College of William and Mary and studied law like my father. I became a lawyer at age 19. When the war of 1812 formed, I was on United States of America’s side. I helped form a militia to fight Britain. In March of 1813, I married Letitia Christian. My wife did not care for my political side as she only visited Washington once and she mostly stayed in our family’s plantation. We had 8 children together (one who died as an infant).
I haven't had the easiest life growing up, but I guess who has right? I grew up with an addict, a functioning addict but an addict. I also grew up with my mother and the siblings I know and love who have shaped me to be the strong young woman I am today. My personal development has come so far. I am now almost 20 years old starting to figure out who I am and what I want to do with the rest of my life. Throughout my personal life I have learned you have to get through the storms to have rainbows. Hard times pass you by and you keep moving on. I have been in behavioral health hospitals for anxiety and manic depression, I was attacked, had to deal with sexual assault not once but twice , have dealt with hard earned money being stolen by my father
Everyone is supposed to have a story about how he/she became the reader and writer he/she is today. For me, my story is not just about how I became an exceptional reader and writer; it is about how I became the person I am. I do not have some dark childhood story filled with depressed memories. I had a delightful childhood and cannot complain about anything that I have been through. However, I feel as if I live a life much different from all the children I knew.
I grew up very quickly, since I was the baby of the family and my siblings were twenty years apart I was always around grownups and rarely any kids, at least not my age kids. The only kids around me were my cousins who were around twelve years old or more. So, there I was playing around in a time of grievance for the loss of my grandma. I ran and hid behind one of the largest flowered ornaments I had ever seen. It must have been at least seven feet tall or bigger, but it was perfect for a princess throne, It was just right for me. My grandmother must have been very popular around her town because I remember crowds of people. There were so many people I they had placed chairs al on the outside of the house and even brought a truck full of tables so that people can eat all the food my aunts were making in the kitchen. I remember picking at all the different kinds of sweet bread and sweet dished they had. The smell of cinnamon and flowers filled the air throughout the house. My mom was so busy with all the people that kept walking up to her and making her cry more that she had no time to watch or control how much sweets I was eating. It was a free for
As a child, life was great for me. I spent my days being a hyperactive boy, running around and causing general chaos on my two sisters, Kelly and Libby. The world I lived in was a stress free world, I had not had many difficult experiences growing up. Life was beautiful for me, until a tragedy struck my family.
It’s hard to imagine all the events that led up to ourselves coming into the world or at least it is hard to some people. When I think about all my ancestors that had to survive all the things I read about in textbooks it’s a miracle we are all here. Trying to learn about all the people in my family’s tree was interesting to know how my ancestors came about, what they did, and how long they lived. I learned mostly about my mother’s side of the family who have lived and flourished in andrews, texas where I am from. I haven’t done anything great yet but I am hoping when my grandchildren have to write about me they have something awesome to write about and will think I did something good with my life.
I’m going to write about my past life and how it has influenced me now that I am older. Most of the bad things I did and most of the good things I did while I was growing up.
First of all my life is wonderful and tremendous I would have to say. Although, every so often it turns dreadful, but I always manage to turn it around so I can be happy and joyful again. Even though, when I was younger my life wasn’t like it is today. I had to deal with enormous changes in my life to get it the way it is today. The biggest change had to deal with friendship.
But through it all, I am glad i developed through life the way I am, getting my first real job really help me but my best foot forward into the working world of being in adult. I learned a lot of new things, especially the darker and brighter parts of it all. It really helped push me to do other things that I was afraid to do, like getting my license and my car. I thank my father and my mother for being an influence even if it was negative a lot more than I would have liked. All of these events changed me and made me the man i am today, and I would never go back and change any of
With my best friend by my side, I am a truly happy teenager with nothing but greatness coming my way. I am an intelligent and quite cute, with my black curls and big dark brown eyes. This deceived a lot of people, I was a well-behaved child. I would share just enough about myself that no other questions were asked. I was able to maintain my school life and my home life into two worlds without mixing them up.