Personal Narrative Essay: My Experience In My Life

I was born in a little town in Ethiopia. When I was about five, I started school. I was tiny, so all people used to like me especially our neighborhood. We had a neighborhood next to our house that we only socialized with the only girl; her name was Sara, and she was 13 years old. She was smarter than the other kids so my mom would send me to school with her. One day, we were walking inside the school together, and I saw a big hole and there was a mud in it. I did not tell her that I see it immediately; however, I was thinking about it for a week. I can even recall how big it was. After a week, I was so excited to ask my friend Sara about the hole. When I met her, I asked what the hole was for, and I told her my presumption of if it is

I figured how to pass that class like I figured how to jump the hole before validated. I discussed with my mother and father, so they promised to help me and they did by reduce my house chores. Even if it was hard, I over came by remember my teacher advice and finished high school. As soon as I finished high school my dad told me a good new, that he finished the process and I would be in the U.S. soon. After that my siblings and I came here. Because there are more opportunists in the U.S, I am happy to be here and get a lot of chance that I cannot get in my country. Going college to achieve my goal besides helping my family and friend is a big life transition for me. I started working and I sometimes send money for my friends who live in Ethiopia that gives me satisfaction. If I were in Ethiopia, I should not do that instead I had to see my family hand or solicit money from parents. Even if there are educated people in Ethiopia there is a shortage of work, so I am happy to be here to help others and myself. I always realize that I am learning from life, also thinking the hole I saw in my childhood thought me to be responsible for everything that comes in my life. After we came here I start doing everything by myself, such as working, cleaning home going to school cooking for my family, which I learned responsibility from thinking the hole, my school work, taking care of my little brother, and learning English by growing up in a small town in