It is the end of the year , the long vacation just started , everyone was happy except me because my father told me that I will work with him in the vacation ,my father works as a teacher and a farmer he plants a lot of kind of vegetables like cucumber , tomatoes and eggplant. He told me that I will help the workers that we have in the farm on preparing the vegetables and I will be the one who will sell them in the market . I was angry about that asking myself a lot of questions why I have to do that? Why the workers that we have in the farm don't do it instead of me , why should I work in the vacation . it is the first day in the vacation and as a farmer I have to walk up from 5am, I went to the farm by my father's 4X4 car .I start arranging …show more content…
But then I realize that I worked hard to get that money and my father will not give me money if I spend it all . I start thinking how can I arrange my money so at the end of the month I will still have money . I divided the money some for my daily costs like food, some for my entertainments and some for the cloths or anything that I need to buy . The vacation just ended and it is the time for me to travel to the U.S to study , it is the first time for me to live without my family and to live with a roommate , I used to live alone in my room when I was in Saudi arabia but now I have to live with someone . every thing was good with my roommate I was thinking that it would be very hard to me to live with someone in the same room but we negotiate about every thing . I just realized one benefit from selling in the market that I learn how to negotiate with the people so it was very easy to me to negotiate with my roommates . I received the first stipend I divided it like what I did in the past and at the end of the month I save more than 300$ from my stipend , I realized that what I did in the past help me again . I realized that my father was preparing my for this situation so I learn that what ever my father asked me to do there is a benefit from
They assured us it was nothing we did, but completely their own choice. I stood next to my brother, who had tears streaming down his face. I felt like I had to stay strong for my brother's sake, so I could reassure him that everything would be okay. But deep down I was hurting just like he was. After meeting in the kitchen, my brother and I went to our rooms.
It was getting really annoying. Then one day, my dad did something that changed my life
Because of his violence, I had to get others, such as the authorities, involved. Through it all, my mother displayed a love that I presently aspire to have, and my father asked for forgiveness. I hope that I could be like my father in the sense that I could recognize my failures and subsequently ask for forgiveness. My father always worked hard and provided for his family. Thus, I view the need for parents to
I gained a new perspective when I had to help my parents, because I never realized how much work it is to parent a
Listen my grandchildren, to the story of my past, the good and the bad, how your grandfather and I met, and the cruelty of the world around us. It was the date November 9, 1938. I was playing at my best friend, Rebecca’s house. Her house was a part of her father’s shop, which sold everything from shoes, to toys, to makeup, to clothes, anything you could ever imagine.
My hands became clammy and my heart started racing. I did not want to believe the words coming out of my mother’s lips, “His kidney failed three weeks after the operation, he is dead”. I was just 5 years old and I felt like there was no purpose to live. My father was everything to me. I already missed his genuine kindness, the way his smile formed whenever he talked to me about life, and the times where we had father-son time at the airport, watching airplanes fly.
Thanksgiving Break I woke up inside my college dorm bathroom, the only light that was filtering was through the filmy windows high above the showers. I was also alone, tried opening the door, only to find out I was trapped. Then I realized that it’s the first morning of Thanksgiving Break, and since the dorms were cleared out and locked, I’m stuck for the next four days. I usually have my phone with me at all times but this time i didn't realize I had left it in my roommate's bed and I wished I knew how I ended up sleeping in the restroom.
Since I was young, I have been passionate about lending a hand, to a person I felt needed support and this passion helped shape what my future may hold. An event happened that has been instrumental in developing my character and guiding my choices ever since. It was a late summer night and it was almost midnight when my soccer game ended, After the game, I ran into the washroom because I was dying to ease myself. I took an excessive time and missed my ride home; they must have thought I had another ride home. My situation made me become bewildered at what to do next then, I thought to myself on giving my mother a call.
Looking from a child to an adult I now understand why the adults in the neighborhood watched over everyone. It taught me a that there is strength in numbers and love conquers all. Growing up the fourth girl of five kids wasn’t tough or awkward for me. I am the baby girl, therefore I got away with a lot. I learned early on I was different, but could not comprehend whether it was in a good/bad way as a child.
In chapter 10 of Pat Conroy’s novel, The Water Is Wide, Pat Conroy takes the children of Yamacraw Island to Washington, D.C. This trip was a great learning experience for the kids and was the farthest that any of them had ever been from home. They toured museums, shopped for souvenirs from street vendors, and ate hot dogs from hot dog carts. This trip taught many lessons to the children, and even to Mr. Conroy. Pat Conroy learned that trips are unpredictable in nature, and cannot be planned to the letter.
I was blowing it on stupid, unnecessary things that I didn 't need like: food, makeup, clothes. It was also golf season so I couldn 't work as much because I was so busy with that. At one point I was scared to even buy twenty dollars worth of gas and a drink because I was so broke from not being able to work as much and spending too much money. I had to start skipping some compulsory practices to start working more, which was upsetting because I love golf. I realized that money is serious and probably the most important thing to survive in the world.
This event changed my life for the better and without going through that tough time I would not have been able to see the light of all situations, in reality and when I
and I used to play with my dad and these two were familiar faces to me in the initial stages and I developed a trust on them, The important thing I felt in this stage was feeding and my parent’s care. As we were in a joint family I always stayed with my parents and never allowed my uncle or aunt to lift me, when they tried to do so I used to switch on my alarm that is my cry, it forced my mom to run all the way from the kitchen to take care of me.
I still remember the day that I talk back to my mom,she was like what?,like she never expected that I talked back at her. That day I saw the sadness in her eyes then that’s when I felt guilty for what I’ve done. I totally understand that she always wants the best for me and she doesn’t wants us to get hurt. That’s why I love my family so much that I can’t stand seeing them getting hurt because of me. Being part of a family is a big responsibility.
You can also find cheaper ways to go on with your life. Do a research on where house rents are cheap or move to a cheaper housing market. Perhaps you are one of those people who spend a lot of food. Eating at you favorite restaurant regularly will make your food expenses very large. Try to find cheaper places to eat and while doing grocery shopping, remember that buying in bulk is a lot cheaper than buying in smaller quantities.