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The Uphill Struggle
The Up Hill Struggle

The Uphill Struggle of life is a struggle/climb that is inevitable. People all over the world are faced with Many Struggles. Everyone are faced with struggles regardless of race, color, background neither your status. We are all faced with some kind of struggle. People all over the world including our Bahamian people face struggles that seem impossible for one to overcome, but it is what makes us human, and makes us appreciate our lives and the things we do have. It is easy for one to complain about their struggles, but one must remember that as bad as the situation may seem, there are people in the same neighborhood whose struggles are even more challenging. We as people need struggles in order to elevate us from a place of protest to productivity; from grumbling to gratitude and from selfishness to satisfaction. The struggle is occasionally all we need propel ourselves to go that extra mile to take that initiative to accomplish things that we once found imaginable. We all have an uphill struggle and a battle we have to fight for ourselves and with the help of God it is possible. I believe that the best way to convey the uphill struggle is to write about my own and show how I will try to make my future the best outcome possible. I Believe life is all just A Beautiful Struggle. My life as it stands started from a childhood of segregation from my mother. I was always kept away from my mother by my fathers family (My Grandmother and Grandfather) and was told many tales such as “She is a bad mother” and many other cruel cold statements about her. I spent my life from birth up to grade six of primary school with my mother absent in my life and with the imagery of her being a bad mother. This was a hard blow for me as a pre-teen not knowing any better than from what I am told. The night of my Graduation of Grade six my mother was present and I told my Grandmother and father that I wanted to be with my mother. They took it personal and gave me all of my things and told me to move in with my mother. My mother and I then moved into one room in my Grandfathers house and we stayed there together and shared one room until we could afford to move onto our own. This was hard for me because I was just entering high school and needed my space so I can focus and concentrate on schoolwork but it was just all apart of the beautiful struggle. This is where the Uphill Struggle began.
The struggle then got even greater and it was all downhill after my pre teen stage in life into my early teenage stage. When I became a teenager I required more funds and a father figure was needed more in my life but it seemed that the older I get the more my father would diminish from being in my life. It just so happened that my mother was strong enough and sacrificed enough so that she can provide my needs and most of my wants but coming down to this last senior year it got a bit rough. All of my year in high school my dad paid school fees taking some cost from my mother and taking some responsibility for me but we came to find out this year that he wasn’t paying any fee’s from I was in grade ten. So therefore my mother had to come up with over five thousand dollars for my school fees for this year and for me to attend St. Augustine’s College for my senior year. This past year was a struggle in my life because I didn’t live the “average” life of a seventeen year old. I Worked everyday besides Sundays to help my mother with the rent and the light bill. I had no time to myself and very little time for socializing. My summer was strictly work and soccer. I trained really hard for soccer so that I can get better and take my soccer career to the next level hopefully. This past year was when I realized the uphill struggle has begun. Ths past year My father has also left my life completely but I did not hold him back I simply said to him “Thank you for being in my life daddy and I thank you for everything that you have done and I love you “. The struggle is now getting harder because my mother and I are now living with my grandmother in one bedroom and we are going to make it by the Grace of God. The uphill struggle isn’t over yet but I know that by me working hard, giving my all in everything I do and putting God first there is no one that can stop me as I travel up this hill of struggle and that success is near in my future in the eyes of God. I will always be appreciative of the things I have and ask for nothing more and always strive for the best. I will always abide and live by the motto of my Alma matter St Augustines College and Let the Lord be My Light. Overcoming the present struggles I am faced with in life is a vital part of my future and success because conquering these struggles will help me “Climb the hill”. In turn I will be strong and ready to conquer the future struggles life will hit me with which will all make me a better man of God. “You will never know how Strong you are until being strong is the only option you have.” That is something I tell myself to help me stay strong as I climb this hill “The uphill struggle” can be applied to my life.

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