My father is embodiment of the Dike family and worked hard to come to America. My father’s side was always full of hatred and turmoil and it was rough for my father growing up. Despite all that my father was able to bring my mother to America, but the most devastating thing happened. When my mother married my father and by the way she carries the Nwosu name her shoulders as well and another thing both of my parents have in common is that they are both the oldest in their respective families and I commend them for all they have done to unite the two most powerful families to make peace in my village in Nigeria. Like I was saying earlier the most devastating thing to ever happen in my family, is that my parents both went to prison on some drug charges.
Day after day, certain events happen and change our impressions on life. Everyone goes through their own difficulties and triumphs that can define who they are. I believe that everyone chose’s their own fate and it depends on how you react to situations. Personally when something bad happens to me I feel as though no one has ever felt the way I have, even when filled with joy I feel invincible as if no one can experience this feeling. But there are certain events that a majority of people go through; everyday children are born, family members are lost and addiction takes over lives.
Descending from difficult households, both my parents moved from Mexico to the United States in hopes to build better lives for my brother and I. Living alone in a foreign country has never been easy, however. My parents have built our lives from scratch with no outside family support. When I was young, my dad was always switching from menial job to menial job in hopes of find something better. My mom always helped out as best she could, at times selling coke and candy to neighbors, but her primary concern was always taking care of her children.
His only downfall was his anger problems and always being in trouble in school. He did what he was supposed to do at home. He was an energetic healthy little boy who watched wwe wrestling on TV every Friday, Monday, and Sunday. He made the goal to get older and become stronger and better then the superstars he watched. He did 10 pushups a day and 25 sit ups to try and get a six pack.
He made of had some emotional trouble as his never had a father. Childhood His mother had high hopes from him and wanted him to become a doctor or a lawyer so his mother and grandparents where pushing him to improve his education by reading a lot. This meant Samuel was now intellectually developing at a higher level then he should be at his age. His social skills were also good as he went to several segregated schools meaning he was meeting many people but he never really spoke to anyone who did not attended the segregated schools meaning he may have a struggle learning to talk to them. He was at the right level for physical development.
I’m not quite sure if becoming a teen mother was a path I wrote or the road written for me, but I’m almost positive it was both. My oldest son, who’s about to be fourteen, truly saved me from the self destructive path. I never completely went back to the person I was back then, but we all make mistakes. My other two children, ages eleven and five, also came at horrendous times in my life. They changed the paths I was on and helped to guide me back to the roads I was meant for.
My Life 1 A Little Piece Of My Life PSY 202: Adult Development and Life Assessment My Life 2 A Little Piece Of My Life In my eyes, I accomplish many steps to reach certain goals, but with many failures to keep me on the right track. I was born in a small town in Puerto Rico called Santa Isabel. My parents knew each other growing up before they got married; pretty much everyone knew each other. Finding a Job was tough as everyone competed with each other, unless you wanted to work on the farms, as most of my older generation did. My parents decided to moved to the United States, for bigger opportunities,
Children serving as soldiers were not uncommon in some countries. Marriages took place when a person was approximately twelve years of age in the hopes that they could reproduce in the few years that they had to live. Young people in these times were exposed to the harsh realities of life virtually from birth. Death was also an every day event when the average life span was approximately forty years of age. Only one in five children survived to adulthood, so the loss of siblings was a common occurrence as well.
Each time we would think about returning we would figure out another reason not to. We had become the courage we prayed for as children, the story we would tell our unborn baby’s, and the reason every thriving American cringes in the morning. We had learned to survive on our own, or at least we liked to believe we did. Our journey looking for ourselves, and finding a way to better survive, lasted close to 365 days. 365 days, of growing up that should have taken years.
Most athletes are not born with a silver spoon in their mouth they work hard for the title there given so they can become successful in the near future. For example LeBron James' Mom was pregnant with LeBron at age 16 so its obvious there will be some hard times. LeBron was raised in Akron, Ohio with his mom Gloria James, but his biological father Anthony McClelland was uninterested in being a father so he left his pregnant girlfriend Gloria in