Introduction
I am who I am
I grow up believing that I must have been adopted as I felt like the black sheep in this family I just didn’t belong, I found it very hard to cope with their ways, even though I may have looked so much like my Mother and I definitely had my Father’s sick sense of humour As my life has gone by I now realised that there way of life is quite normal for lots of people, it just wasn’t the life for me
I have never thought I was better than them or anyone else for that matter I just longed to live a completely different way to them maybe it was a dream but it was one I was longing to have
You will note that I address my parents as Mother and Father throughout this book this is because my Daddy/Dad left when I was only 6 years and 9 months old, and my Mummy/Mum told us as we got older we were not allowed to call her MUM as it sounded too much like BUM,
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This is my life story it includes the good times along with some bad times, everything that I can remember, right up unto this day without all this happening in my life I wouldn’t be who or where I am today
I have decided to write this as you never know as I’m getting older I may not be able to remember it all, this is my way of having all my memories about me and my life at hand,
I have noticed that as I have been writing this book I am beginning to forget thing already so I have had to write them down right
When I was growing up, I barely ever got to see my father and brother. Lily grew up without her mother. When I was around 1 years old, my mother and father got divorced. My mother took me with her and my father kept my brother and sister. My mother told me, that my father was abusive told her and my brother and sister.
It 's Izabella Katz. My mother bought me a beautiful diary as gift for my my 18th birthday almost two years ago and this is my fist time using it. It 's new year thanks to God and I 've never kept a diary before but with all of the events that have happened to me and everything currently occurring, I knew I couldn 't forget anything and if anyone else found this book, I wanted them to hear my story. I 'm just an average 19 year old girl who loves writing and literature and has had a lot of things happen to me in these past crazy decade.
William Zinsser the author of “How to Write a Memior” gives three key phrases for writing a memoir. “Be yourself,” “Speak freely,” and “Think small.” This is a way to organize your memoir however you want it to flow. Walter Dean Myers author of “Bad Boy” follows these three phrases that Zinsser suggests by writing from a child’s point of view, freely but honest memoir, and vivid memories. William suggests that the best way to write a memoir is from a child’s point of view. ”
I have never met my biological father. I have never had a chance to speak to my dad my whole life. My mother has spent her life in and out of prison, but I was fortunate enough to have spent time with her. I make no excuses. I’m only speaking and sharing facts with the hope that you will understand why I decided to write this book.
Mistakes are one of the most common occurrences of human nature, and I felt I was the living embodiment of an unwanted one. I was born a traveler. Four months into my life, I had embarked on a journey that consisted of over 6,300 miles to an unfamiliar home after being abandoned by my birth parents at infancy. Going against convention, I was not raised in a culture of blood; the links which connect me to others are not based in biology, but in relationship. Despite the fact that living as an interracial adoptee is all I have ever known, I have spent an overwhelming amount of time continuously speculating about my biological family in Seoul, what my life would have been had I been raised there, where I would be now had I been adopted by a different family.
My Memoir Why are there no lines? Why are there no goals? Why were the benches not moved? Just some of the things that went wrong on 9/12/15. That is the day my soccer team won 8-0 at our first home soccer game. The tensions were high and we were stressed no lines or goals.
Although shy, I loved my friends and siblings and thought the best in every situation. It wasn’t until I grew older and received the guidance and outside perspective of my adopted mom that I realized how awful my home life was. I’ve since begun analyzing my behaviors and emotions that ran through my mind as a child to realize how to overcome the abuse I’d endured. The six books I’ve chosen as mirrors identify the emotions and behaviors I see myself having at a young age of nine or ten years old.
Have you ever thought about going through time and rewrite the wrong you did at some point? Was it because you failed that math test or you messed up with your high school crush? Or did you simply do something so wrong that you ended up burning that bridge of trust. Say you do go back in time and alter that specific event. Would everything go back to the way it was.
Four years ago I never would’ve contemplated I’d be here writing this essay. Four years ago I never would’ve thought I’d be where I am today. In my first year of high school I started hanging around the wrong people, I was defying my parents and I was even put on probation for truancy from where I had been ditching a lot of school. Probation was one of my most substantial failures. I let my school and parents.
I remember being eleven years old and my friend, Gabby, had just gotten her first cell phone – it was a Virgin Mobile silver flip phone. I did not have a cell phone yet but I remember really wanting to have a Virgin Mobile flip phone just like her. I ended up with a ‘lesser cool’ version of her phone but nonetheless, that was the first time that the Virgin brand
A long time ago in a school not so far away a peculiar event occurred,that I will never forget. It all started on the first day of school. It was my first year at Finley Farms Elementary and I was ready for the second grade, or so I thought. I entered my classroom and was happy to learn.
I was born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, on February 8, 2003, at St. John 's hospital. My grandma and my uncles tell me stories of what I would do when I was baby/ infant. When I was about 1 and one-half, I started walking. At age three, I started playing sports such baseball, basketball, and football. I tried soccer, but I didn 't like it.
I believe that Christopher sees himself as normal but at the same times he knows he isn’t like everyone else. He deals with the fact that he is different from others by keeping to himself and not talking to strangers. He also doesn’t really get how they are and he knows they act different from him. “I do not like strangers because I do not like people I have never met before. They are hard to understand (pg.31)”.
Jason Mraz once said, "Hold your own, know your name, and go your own way. " My identity and the beginning of defining and discovery of myself begins with my very own name. My full name is Daisha Marie Griffith. My first name means “alive” in Arabic.
Growing up I faced many challenges in life, and nothing was really that easy at all. I guess you can say I was one of those kids who didn’t have the choice to act mature. My life was full of constant challenges, from not having anything to working for what I have now. Around 2006 my father was offered a better job in North Carolina, and my parents decided it was for the best. One night we packed our things and headed out for a “better” life.