Middle Childhood Experience

When we think back about our past, we can’t seem to remember how it all started. We only have vague memories and these memories come from an event or someone who has made an impact on our lives. We only know about our lifespan development by asking questions from the people around us who saw us mature and evolve over time. But, as we get older we start to have memories of what occurred and how it happened. The events that have occurred during my 23 years of life have helped shape me into the person that I am today. Starting off, I am 23 years old, Asian American, and the youngest of four children.

Unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to tell you anything that occurred before middle childhood (prenatal, infancy and toddlerhood, and early childhood). During my middle childhood years, from age six to eleven years old, are years that I remember to be the best! I was carefree, started to learn a bit about myself, and I built friendships. I had a decent childhood, I wouldn’t say that it was the best but it

I always stayed far away from drugs and alcohol. I guess at the same time, I was seeking for attention from my parents. Usually, I was never spanked but if I did something wrong, I received a lot of verbal aggression, a type of aggression that harms others through threats of physical aggression, name-calling, or hostile teasing. The reason for my dad becoming angry and using his words to hurt me was because I became pregnant at sixteen years old. This was a huge disappointment for my family and put a strain in our relationship.

This was the biggest moment in my life at this time; I was only a child who was about to have another child. I didn’t know any better and there I had to be a single parent at sixteen. I believe that this was a curse and a blessing at the same thing. My son is the blessing, but the curse had to deal with the loneliness and negativity that I received from my