The Importance Of My Life

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My life is sort of a puzzle, there were times when I realized what I was doing was not for the best of my interest and had to change them. I am a simple minded person. I like to do things as easy as possible. When I was growing up my parents used to help me study and do my home works. When my parents helped me complete my assignments they helped me the same way they were helped, the first thing they did was try to explain me the problems and If I did not understood it, they would smacked me in the head, it was not a great method however it worked. As time passed by I started listening in class and try to understand everything before I get home so when my parents help me do my homework I will not get smacked on the head. This cycle went on until I reached fourth grade. when I was in fourth grade my parents stopped helping me, they thought they have directed me to the right path and they don’t have to worry about me anymore, they believed I will discern the right from wrong, how little …show more content…

I have all the freedom and none of the responsibility. What do you do when you have all the freedom you need? I’ll tell you, you do whatever you desire. In my case it was not studying. As I got into Middle school, it was easy even without studying I had a grade that made my parents proud. Because of the grade I was getting, my parent assumed I was responsible enough to get a phone and anything else I wanted. As year passed by I started wanting a future, and my teachers keep telling me that with a grade as good as mine, I will be going to a good college and will have a bright future. I have always done my homework’s but I don’t really know what I was doing because I never studied. The best part about middle school is that you don’t have to do as many works as you could to get a good grade so I didn’t need to do much, I just do what they gave me, which was few paper works a

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