Personal Narrative: My Life In Ethiopia

I was born and lived much of my life in Ethiopia. Ethiopia is a home for multiple ethnic groups of people with different languages and dilex. I come from Amhara and Tigre Tribes who are known to be living in the northern part of Ethiopia. The weather in ethiopia is very nice, the temperature usually is about 70 degrees. The bright yellow sun would be shining in the clear blue sky ten moth out of the year, followed up with two month of rain. For majority of the people life in Ethiopia is a struggle and at times very difficult to even fulfill basic needs. As a result just about every city was filled with poverty and orphans on the streets. My brother and I were a product of this type society. Not that long ago, it was a challenging life we lived and got adopted into a loving and christian family.
Our life took down hill when our father at a young ange died of disease, leaving us kids with nothing but our stay home mom. My mom ran around with two labor jobs trying to raise us kids. She worked hard but here wark was not enough, pretty soon we started getting warning on our home mortgage. We sold anything valuable we had in the house to keep up with our payment and necessities. However it wasn't good enough to keep up with the bills. That was when my mom decided to move out and rent a house. She found one room joint house where we live for about three month or so. At this point we were so desperate we didn't even know where our next meal was gonna come from. I will never forget, my mom use to go hungry to feed us kids. She would say, “ I will be fine you guys eat”. It was a struggle to live another day, when we thought we it was gonna get better it get worst than