My Childhood Environment As a kid I always wondered why my mom was so over protective with me, or why she didn’t let me do a lot of things. My beliefs, interests and hobbies are what have shaped my environment the way it has been my whole life. Although most of my childhood I spent it in the safest environment which was home, I had a lot of thoughts as a kid. I lived questioning myself why things were the way they were. Why my mom never let me go out hang out with in my friend’s house, or why she never let me go play soccer at the park.
Ok so i typed this up last night on my computer but its my life story as good as i can remember and tell. I grew up never having money or much of anything my dad worked all day everyday to make sure the bills were paid and there was food on the table. my mom also worked late hours to help so it was essientally just me and my brother which caused me to grow up at a young age. Around the age of 5 or 6 they took me to the doctor becuase i would always raise hell and they were told i had an agressive case of ADHD. I was also held back in first grade so i had to do it twice.
I remember her sad lonely face, holding my hand and waiting for my dad. He was too busy with his work and life and had no time for us. He was never there when I needed him the most. Not even for my biggest award at school even though he had promised to attend. We were always left stranded alone awaiting him.
I am an only child of two parents who chose to argue everyday and prison me forever. I reminisce the times when everything was doing fine. No fights, no arguments, no restrictions. But why is all of this happening? Am I not enough to give them joy?
This play's plot talks about the Wingfield family and their struggle to live a good and normal life after they are abandoned by Mr. Wingfield, Amanda's husband and Laura and Tom's father. Tom, the son, financially supports his mother and "crippled" sister. The mother, Amanda, is always concerned about the fact that her daughter Laura does not have any gentlemen callers and sits around the house all day doing nothing except looking out for her glass menagerie. Therefore, she enrolls her in business school but soon find out that Laura has been lying about attending after she embarrasses herself in front of the others. Consequently, Amanda decides that Laura needs to get married to live a happy life and makes it her goal to find a gentleman caller by selling magazine subscriptions.
6we got help to rebuild from the government. But from that night there wasn't anymore frighting, but in between there was drinking and cursing. My nightmare begins at the age of eight(8) as I stated earlier, growing up I had learn to completely block out everything while I sleep so if an earthquake pass I never used to feel it, if someone touch or try waking me I never
Which youngling wouldn’t be excited to spend some times in the woods, away from the noisy town and boring school? Rare ones, indeed. But none of them could ever think of, let alone wish for, to stay inside the shack forever. And that first night she spend in the shack, that first time she realized there was nowhere to go, nowhere to run, was the first time her world shattered to pieces. Even now she couldn’t get used to it.
All I’ve had was a sandy pit and a worn out goal net. To me though, it was not just a worn out goal net, it was many different places and where a lot of my childhood adventures took place. The difference between my childhood and my sister’s ongoing childhood is very clear, the way I’ve lived it is much more different than the way she is living it now. Firstly, bonding with the family didn’t and isn’t going well with my sister. She did not get the opportunity to bond with any of our brothers because by the time she was born, technology was already very well developed and was already a big part of my family’s everyday life.
I grew up with older sisters who helped raise me most of the time because my mom was never home. It is eight of us, six girls and two boys. For some of us though, well, the ones who were minors or that wasn’t raised by someone else, our lives experienced a separation that never reunited. My moment of being is the separation from my siblings and being placed in foster care for the last time. New situations didn’t frighten me at all because changes were constant in my life.
Personal Essay I am the second oldest in my foster family, but I lived with my foster grandma. Whenever she needs a fast babysitter she usually asks me to do it and I never have her pay me for doing it. Whenever my family needs help with cleaning or putting something together, I am always there to help. I am the kind of person who likes to put others issues before my own. I grew up by myself until I was eight, but since no one really looked out for me when I was younger, I just feel like I have to look out for everyone else.