Bad Trials Research Paper

I am going to talk to you about the bad trials I had to face in my life , I grew up in Kenner , Louisiana and my parents are from the Hispanic culture . My mom is from Guatemala and my dad is from Honduras when I was 5 years my parents started to teach me how to speak and understand Spanish. My teachers in my elementary school in bissonet plaza would give me lessons every 2 days .

It wasn't difficult but it wasn't that easy because I didn't know the language but my parents would try and speak to me in Spanish to see if I would understand. I remember one day that my family's long time friend died in a car accident at around 5pm but my family didn't know about it until my aunt called my mom and told her that he died in a car accident. We used to call him "flaco"
In that moment I felt like everything was falling apart ever since then he's been in there since June 1st. I miss him so much I get emotional every time I write about it and I hate having to go visit him every weekend because there's a window so I don't even get to hug him and there's a phone that only one person gets to hear him.

Sometimes I cant focus on stuff because I always think about what he's doing right now or how he's feeling I miss him so much and I cant wait until he gets out . Another thing in my life that was dramatic was the day I found out I had 3 holes in my heart . I couldn't run or my heart would heart so then I went to the hospital one day to check and they did an ultrasound on my heart and it said I had 3 holes I was so scared but now I only have 1 whole in my heart I can run now thankfully.

I compare myself as Telemachus because he got sad and was giving up until Athena came and came dressed as one of Odysseus friend and told him to not give up because his dad is out there and so Telemachus didn't give u got back up and told his mom that he was going to find his dad