After graduating from high school, I went to college in the fall. I started of pretty good and after a while, I started failing because I was not able to study and focus on school because I had a sick father at home. So eventually I quit school, shortly after I quit school, my father passed and about a month after that, I tried to go back, but I just failed again and dropped out. So after trying school and failing, I had to get a job. My first job was at Tyson Foods and I hated that job, but it paid the bills and I end up staying for about three years.
Rufus McCain was put in for nineteen days; however Henri Young was put in for three years! Those three years in a dark dungeon toyed with his head and left him in a bad mental state. While in confinement, all he could think about was murdering the person who told on him to the Warden. That person was none other than Rufus McCain. After being let out to the general prison cafeteria, he stabbed Rufus with a spoon to his throat.
I held all sorts of different jobs over the years relationships not that many because I have always had long term relationships. After the stalker Ronnie was my first relationship he and I were together for 4years and we had my first child together Tralei. He and I didn’t work out because he was very jealous and drank a lot, which I had a baby to take care of and didn’t need to take care of a grown man who would get so drunk and pass out. The next relationship was with John who I was together with for 8 years. Our relationship was the one that tore me down emotionally and mentally.
Hello my name is Christian Garcia and I’m here you to tell you about my experiences that have impacted my life towards the right direction. I was born and raised in Los Angeles, California in December of 93, growing up I didn’t have much. My parents struggled to pay rent but thanks to god he at least helped us have food on the table for me, my older sis, and younger sister which was born later on. I wasn’t the smartest kid, but I’d like to say I was a late bloomer which helped me later on in middle school to work hard, and earn success the old fashion way. I had several opportunities that could have changed my educational and personal life, but I chose not to.
Twice I moved in with my father but each time was no longer than six months because of my father’s alcoholism. When I was twelve, my mother lost her job and her home and we were forced to live in a homeless shelter for a year. On my sixteenth birthday, I had no idea my life would change so drastically. I was given the opportunity to live with my grandparents in Florida. I started
It took me several years to communicate to other people because of the fear they might laugh at me. While I am in school I got a job as a dietary aide position, it doesn’t pay much because it’s unskilled jobs. I worked there for about three to five years. I was hired at McDonald way back, and after a month’s I got fire because I did not speaking English. It took me a while before I got myself used to this country.
They had three children together back home in Nigeria but they weren’t happy with the life they were living so therefore they started to save up money in order to travel abroad to start a fresh and better life not just for themselves but also for their children. After four years of saving, the day they waited for was here and they were all set and excited. Everything changed when they arrived to London because there were few arguments, Yemi said she doesn’t like it here in England and she then later moved to Ireland with her kids leaving her husband who refused to follow her to Ireland. They both lived separate lives for approximately 11years but he did come to visit the odd times. Adapting to a new environment wasn’t easy for her at all as English wasn’t her first language and she also felt sick at times due to the change of the weather.
TIM SCOTT - How Mentoring Changed My Life January 4, 2010 Growing up in a single-parent home left me a bit disillusioned about life. My parents divorced when I was around the age of 7. By the time I entered high school, I was completely off track. My mother was working hard, trying to help me to realize that there was a brighter future, but I really couldn’t see it. So by the time I entered the ninth grade, I was flunking out of high school.
My mother had a hard time paying rent, so we had to move about every three months. Every new school I would go to I was called ghetto because my family was receiving state assistance. I did not have many friends and often got into fights because of this. By the time I was 16 I went to school about once every three days. When I did go to school I would get suspended for fighting.
It felt awesome. Another one is when I got my lip pierced without my dad’s permission that was important just for the reason I learned what happens when I disobey my father. He took away all my electronics and I couldn’t go anywhere for a month. Never will I do that again. That was the most trouble I ever got in next to the trouble I use to get into because of my