experience
Matthew. U
Teachers name
English 1101, T/Th 2:30-3:45pm
September 12, 2013
THE EXPERIENCE THAT SHAPED WHO I AM TODAY People wonder and try to guess what made me the way I am today. I’ve been confronted by elderly strangers, being asked the same question almost every time. Questions like: “Why are you so nice?”, “Why are you so different from others?”, and “Why is the way you dress unique?” I give them all the same answers, I tell them I am who I am today because of my past experience. I never go into details about telling people what my past experience was that made me who I am today, but at the inner most part of my mind I knew that it was because of my past experience in boarding school and the influence my mom had on me at that time of my life that made me who I am today. I was nine years’ old by the time I started boarding school. My thinking then was immature and without reasoning. I had several bad habits, such as: cutting my finger nails off with my teeth, picking insects off the grounds bare-handedly, and walking outside the house barefooted. My mom single-handedly raised me at that time, because my dad was overseas and could only call me when he wasn’t busy at work, and my mom was always working all day. I had my aunt pick me up from school on certain days because my mom would be working. I was pampered by everyone in my family, most especially my mom. I always had everything I wanted, mainly because I was the only child. Even despite being known for my attitude and rudeness towards my elderlies, I still never got punished in any way. My mom tried to make sure I didn’t feel the absence of not having my dad around at that time of my life. I never really cared; all I could care about was my dad getting me the things I requested. My lack of obedience and lack of self-respect led my family to make a drastic decision on the next step of my life, which was taking me to a boarding school.
Teachers name
English 1101, T/Th 2:30-3:45pm
September 12, 2013
THE EXPERIENCE THAT SHAPED WHO I AM TODAY People wonder and try to guess what made me the way I am today. I’ve been confronted by elderly strangers, being asked the same question almost every time. Questions like: “Why are you so nice?”, “Why are you so different from others?”, and “Why is the way you dress unique?” I give them all the same answers, I tell them I am who I am today because of my past experience. I never go into details about telling people what my past experience was that made me who I am today, but at the inner most part of my mind I knew that it was because of my past experience in boarding school and the influence my mom had on me at that time of my life that made me who I am today. I was nine years’ old by the time I started boarding school. My thinking then was immature and without reasoning. I had several bad habits, such as: cutting my finger nails off with my teeth, picking insects off the grounds bare-handedly, and walking outside the house barefooted. My mom single-handedly raised me at that time, because my dad was overseas and could only call me when he wasn’t busy at work, and my mom was always working all day. I had my aunt pick me up from school on certain days because my mom would be working. I was pampered by everyone in my family, most especially my mom. I always had everything I wanted, mainly because I was the only child. Even despite being known for my attitude and rudeness towards my elderlies, I still never got punished in any way. My mom tried to make sure I didn’t feel the absence of not having my dad around at that time of my life. I never really cared; all I could care about was my dad getting me the things I requested. My lack of obedience and lack of self-respect led my family to make a drastic decision on the next step of my life, which was taking me to a boarding school.