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Personal Narrative: What Makes Me Who I Am

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Whether my life is filled with challenges or just an ordinary one. I believe it’s what makes me who I am today. Well, I am Osama Ismail, current Application Programming student at HCC, some folks calling me Sam, and both names are acceptable to me. I’ve born in 5/31/1984 in Jeddah-Saudi Arabia. My Mom told me I was pointing my arms toward her the moment we were leaving the hospital after my birth as a sign of love or asking for a hug. Unfortunately, I can’t confirm it since my memory probably wasn’t yet activated. However, I remember very well when my father took me to the Disney World in Orlando, FL. When I was 9 years old. And can’t forget my non-stop driving from Phoenix, AZ to Houston, TX for straight 18-hour long! Well, can’t wait to know what else my life is heading next.
Will a three days old baby be mature enough to point his arms toward his mother seeking her attention? Well, that what my mother swears on. She said that while we were leaving the hospital for the very first time in the elevator, I was staring at her and trying to stretch my arms toward her as she believes I wanted her to carry me. Was it real? Or I was trying to stretch my body for nothing …show more content…

I had a self-challenge to do it in one straight non-stop journey. Driven through the desert within three different states. Left Phoenix, AZ at the dusk, when it happened to see the sunrise, I mostly made it to San Antonio, TX. I was too exhausted but the passion for winning the challenge kept me running until I parked my car home. Credit for the coffee I was drinking along the way, what kept up to keep going. Now, whenever I think that can’t do something, I remember Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas as witnesses confirm that I can do anything, only when I have the faith that I

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