Describe the world you come from and how that world shaped who you are.
Long days were spent crowded in a single floor with four siblings and my parents. Having to sleep on the floor because there was limited amount of space, I had a challenging experience at my old house. The life that I lived for over sixteen years of my life was a testing one; everyday there was a new issue to overcome. One day it would be an issue regarding who got to use the desk first for their homework or on other days, who got to use the bathroom first. This was a time where I saw all my friends moving into new bigger homes while I stayed at my old small house. Jealousy was not the feeling I felt but a sense of weariness as in why my family was not worthy of a bigger home. Every time I brought up this issue, my parents repeated the same word "patience". My endurance was tested to its limits, getting to a point where I almost accepted I was not going to get a bigger house. But it was that breaking point where everything seemed to turn around. The prices of houses dropped to an all time low and my parents bought a house, where my siblings and I finally had rooms that we could call our own. From the moment I set foot inside my new house, I understood the true meaning of patience and the benefits of maintaining it.
How is this?
Criticize away!
Long days were spent crowded in a single floor with four siblings and my parents. Having to sleep on the floor because there was limited amount of space, I had a challenging experience at my old house. The life that I lived for over sixteen years of my life was a testing one; everyday there was a new issue to overcome. One day it would be an issue regarding who got to use the desk first for their homework or on other days, who got to use the bathroom first. This was a time where I saw all my friends moving into new bigger homes while I stayed at my old small house. Jealousy was not the feeling I felt but a sense of weariness as in why my family was not worthy of a bigger home. Every time I brought up this issue, my parents repeated the same word "patience". My endurance was tested to its limits, getting to a point where I almost accepted I was not going to get a bigger house. But it was that breaking point where everything seemed to turn around. The prices of houses dropped to an all time low and my parents bought a house, where my siblings and I finally had rooms that we could call our own. From the moment I set foot inside my new house, I understood the true meaning of patience and the benefits of maintaining it.
How is this?
Criticize away!