Things Fall Apart. Chinua Achebe Published in 1994 Shadricka L. Page.
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When I was younger, in elementary, I tried to swim out into the deep water at the beach. My older cousins told me that I could not do it because I was a punk, so to show them, I went all the way out into the water. I knew that I could not swim, but I was to concerned about proving that I was not scared. That may have been the dumbest thing that I have ever done.
When my older brother went missing, my mother could barely eat, let alone sleep. She searched and prayed nothing could stop her, even when harm came her way.
I can remember as a child crying because my parents was arguing. I could see them breaking apart. It would hurt me because I loved them both, and I knew how strong the family was when then two was
Like okonkwo, I tend to
get frustrated when I
can not get my words
out fast enough, so I
tend to just blow up.
I fear of making the same mistakes that my biological mother had made. For example, having a child at a young age.
Just like in my house hold, we work hard, when I come in from school, I help my mother with the daycare. I try to show no signs of weakness, nor laziness.
I am strong when it comes to hard times, as a child, I had it rough, I don’t ask for sympathy, I am very strong mentally. My mom says that my pride will someday hurt me, but in my mind, my pride shows people how I am a survivor.