Growing up in a third world country has impacted me as an individual. Living through the pain of having nothing has fueled me to appreciate every opportunity and to take advantage of it. None more important than the opportunity to learn. My early years in school were struggles filled with fear‚ inconsistency‚ and no growth. There were months where my teacher showed up for two days only. There was no such thing as a substitute teacher‚ breakfast‚ lunch‚ computers‚ and all the other resources that
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You may often hear this when you’re growing up in a public school‚ “Partner up with someone!” or “Find someone to work with.” No matter in what class‚ there’s always a assignment that you need to complete with someone in the classroom. So during the very first day of school‚ I was lost. I followed the crowd to my homeroom‚ and incidentally grabbed one of the brown bags. As I marching up the stairs‚ people start looked into the bags and so do I. Same with all the transfer students‚ I don’t know what
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There were some sad days for me when I was growing up. Because I was born with a handicap that’s what they called it in my day. I was born with a club foot‚ which meant the bone in my right leg was broken during the time my mother carried me. And the doctors had to do surgery on me when I was 10 months old. I was told that the doctors had to fix the broken bone in my right leg. I still have the scar. As I begin to walk‚ I walked on my toes. I walked this way until the second surgery when I was about
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Growing up as the oldest was challenging‚ making it more difficult was the fact that you’re the only girl with 4 brothers. Setting an example is without a doubt one of the most unmanageable‚ yet accomplishable tasks‚ especially at the age of 8. Having to grow up with a single parent was the most probable reason as to why I had to be such a responsible sibling/daughter. When my mother was not around‚ it was my job to pick up my brothers from school‚ feed them‚ help them with homework as well
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Growing up in a small town I rarely experienced any adjustments. I attended the same school a majority of my lifetime. With rarely any change‚ high school was this unfamiliar petrifying setting. The breakaway from my daily routine was one‚ I was ready to encounter with the guidance of my loved ones. However‚ life was at a peculiar state just around this time. My family came across complications and my parents were undergoing a rough patch. Growing up in an unbalanced environment at this age‚ the
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Growing up in a household with a different culture was very arduous for me until I perceived it as a creative blessing and the most character-building thing I’ve dealt with in my life. I spent half of my childhood being ashamed of my ethnicity and the other half being fine with it‚ but not giving it too much thought. My family was from Kingston‚ Jamaica so I really didn’t understand that much of the United States because my parents were somewhat learning about the country too. Having to grow up in
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Growing up with overprotective parents has taught me valuable lessons such as organizational skills and respectfulness‚ but my personality has suffered from it. Often times my parents have restrained me from attending a party or have restricted me from potentially “dangerous” activities. Adolescents need adventure to find their true selves‚ and discovering it is a task that should be journeyed alone‚ without overprotective parents. Parents are considered the best advice givers‚ but if they happen
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Growing up fast is not necessarily bad; but in retrospect on my first year in college‚ I tried to grow up too fast and lost my youth. There is something about being young. The jokes. The fun. The spontaneity. But when does youth end? I do not think it should end. There is nothing wrong with occasionally goofing off or taking a random road trip once and a while. Moving to New York City and living right beside Wall Street made me believe that I needed to be serious and fully mature. I was already buying
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Growing up in Massachusetts‚ meant there were plenty of beautiful places to explore each summer. You could go North to Maine‚ Vermont‚ or New Hampshire.‚ or maybe South to Cape Cod or Martha’s Vineyard. While I did vacation in all of those places‚ my favorite place was in Maine‚ Pemaquid Point. My adoptive grandmother‚ Mary had been going there up to Pemaquid Point ever since a young age. Once my sister and I were old enough‚ we were invited up and would spend weeks throughout the summer up there
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Growing up Poor I did not realize until about the 5th grade‚ what being poor was all about. From kindergarten until then‚ kids didn’t really pay attention to what you wore to school‚ what type of home you lived in‚ or what your parents did for a living. What mattered was how nice you were‚ that you shared your toys‚ and took turns on the playground. Fifth grade started a whole new chapter in life. It started with a new school with both familiar and unfamiliar faces and with that‚ new challenges
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