Personal Narrative: My Identity

For as long as I can remember, coding has been my background, my identity, my interest and my talent. It has been a journey that I began back in the ninth grade; a never ending affair for the world to see. The first thought I have upon waking and the last thought before my daily rest.¬ Code is the only thing in my life, that has always completed the tasks given to it, was never lazy and it never let me down. It is a very interesting story actually. It was the sixth grade, the year of my Grade Six Achievement Test, which is the national exam that determines which high school you attend based on your grades. Due to the “dire” nature of this exam, parents and teachers maintained a general consensus that additional classes were needed. This was the first time there was a computer in my household of five. I had always been in constant interaction with the computers at school which were reserved for “special” (paying) students, however, I always found myself making use of one somehow. This journey all started with that computer: that Acer laptop.

One of these subjects was Information Technology. The majority of the course work had to be done on a computer coupled with assignments to be prepared electronically belonging to the other subject areas. This was the match that started the fire. I would get home, complete all house tasks as soon as possible and to the laptop I went. There was such a plethora of activities that could be done on these machines. Gradually, my mind began shifting from these activities, to the structure behind these activities. This was to be magnified a year