My whole life had been based on this one word “change”. What is change anyway? According to webster's dictionary change is to give a different position, course, or direction to something or someone. The first big change in my life is when I moved from Delaware to Maryland. I was too little to have a say on whether I wanted to move or not but it affected on where I would grow up. The next big change is when my parents got separated. I was Seven. They weren’t happy together but they never made me feel that it was my fault. Sometimes they fought but it was never about something serious. When they got separated I finally saw what my parents had been like the first few years of my life. The next change was when both my parents had found a partner that they could talk to and be happy with. They are in good terms and I care for both my stepparents The next change was when my stepmom got pregnant for the first time. I already had an older brother on my moms side but it would be different because this time I would be an older brother. I wanted to be the older brother that gave advice on life and shared experiences just like how my older brother treated me. When my little brother was born I realized that I could be that brother that I wanted to be. The next change was me moving and changing schools in the middle of the sixth grade. When I got to my new school I knew no one there and it was tough making friends. Luckily we had all similar backgrounds. Everyone in my middle school was hispanic because that's what you had to be to be in that school. 90% of the school was 2nd generation Latino and also spoke spanish. As I started getting to know my classmates I realized how much we had in common. By the end of my time in my middle school I had befriended almost the entire school.. The next big change actually happened in my first year of middle school. I took the bus from school to my moms job that we could go home together. One day when I came out of school I saw that the bus was leaving. I didn’t want to be late so I decided to run and catch it. In front of my middle school was Georgia Ave and in that part of the road it was very busy. When I went running after the bus I forgot to look both ways and it that moment I was hit. I was unconscious for two minutes and when I came to I saw that I was in the middle of the road and so I decided to move myself onto the sidewalk. When I got to the sidewalk I laid down and waited for the ambulance to come. Before the ambulance had arrived two ladies whose names I have forgotten helped me stay conscious and tried to see what I had broken. When I got to do hospital they took MRI’s and said that I hadn’t suffered any serious injury just some scrapes and bruises. I couldn’t walk for two weeks because it hurt to stand up but eventually the pain went away. I don’t blame anyone for what happened to me because I know that what happened was my fault. The next change was something that happened on a Friday February 24, 2017. I was staying with my dad for the weekend and I had just woken up. In December of the previous year I had sent my applications to the high schools I wanted to attend. I was waiting patiently because I didn’t know if I was good enough to get accepted. After I woke up I decided to check phone. The first thing I saw was an email. When I opened up the email it said as follows “Congratulations, Welcome to the class 2021. Acceptance packets have been mailed. Looking forward to seeing you at Registration Day on March 11th.” They email was from my number 1 choice for high school. I was so excited that I rushed down and showed my dad and stepmom. That moment decided where I would spend the next four years of my life. To tie this in, change happens to all of us no matter race or gender. The way you handle change however is different for everybody. Some people see change as a bad thing, some people see it as a good thing. If you decide to let change make your life worse then their is no chance of making it better. Once you have accepted change then you can start making it better so that it could be something you can be proud of.
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