Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Houston
Growing up in Houston I could see a business man full of success and then I would move my eyes away from him, to see a homeless man barely making it by all on the same street. It is sad that in order to live you have to focus on gaining a green piece of paper. I have lived in Sugar Land; a city near Houston for most of my life. When I was 11 years old my parents divorced, it was then that I realized I would have to be the man of the house. I remember the day that they told me, I sat in my room wondering what happens next? Since my mom did not have enough money to afford our house all on her own, we had to move into an apartment. She could not afford a 3 room apartment so I had to share a room with my brother, until we moved out before starting
high school. It was then that we finally moved into a house, but only because my mom was willing to work 3 jobs just to keep it. I would mow, cook, and clean my own clothes to keep my mom from having extra stress on her shoulders. In high school, I felt that I could do more for my community so I joined our JROTC at school. I would go to community service events for school and did well in the class to get ranked up quickly to Cadet Senior Master Sargent. Going to those events helped me make great new friends in my corps, they even became to be almost a second family to me. Sometimes I wish I could go and live with my dad for more than 3 days a week since I barely got to know him. He has been there for me through life but had still missed most of the 7 years that I have spent living with my mom. I often wonder what life would have been like if I had lived more at my dad’s home. I came to a realization that if I move into my dads home it would cause my mom to lose the child support money. I knew the right choice would be to stay with her so that she would not have to lose money that can potentially keep her in a home. My life has been filled with moments to overcome in order to meet success. That is why my next step after I graduate high school is to go to college so that I can get a great job to support my future family. I do not want my family to have to worry about money so that they can focus on the most important thing in life, family.
high school. It was then that we finally moved into a house, but only because my mom was willing to work 3 jobs just to keep it. I would mow, cook, and clean my own clothes to keep my mom from having extra stress on her shoulders. In high school, I felt that I could do more for my community so I joined our JROTC at school. I would go to community service events for school and did well in the class to get ranked up quickly to Cadet Senior Master Sargent. Going to those events helped me make great new friends in my corps, they even became to be almost a second family to me. Sometimes I wish I could go and live with my dad for more than 3 days a week since I barely got to know him. He has been there for me through life but had still missed most of the 7 years that I have spent living with my mom. I often wonder what life would have been like if I had lived more at my dad’s home. I came to a realization that if I move into my dads home it would cause my mom to lose the child support money. I knew the right choice would be to stay with her so that she would not have to lose money that can potentially keep her in a home. My life has been filled with moments to overcome in order to meet success. That is why my next step after I graduate high school is to go to college so that I can get a great job to support my future family. I do not want my family to have to worry about money so that they can focus on the most important thing in life, family.