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Growing up, I was extremely lucky to have many great literacy sponsors that I had the ability to interact with and learn. Each one has furthered my knowledge in ways that benefited me in one shape or another. But one sponsor out of them all, had the biggest impact on me growing up into who I am today, and that is my parents. Whether it is telling me what I cant watch or listen to as a young child, or urging me to seek help when needed, my parents were always by my side every step of the way.
My parents helped me a great deal as I grew older, and as I kid, I couldnt recognize that. When I was younger, I never really understood the true importance of what my parents were teaching me. Looking back at it, teaching started when I was younger. My parents would read me stories, play games with me teach me about letters and most importantly they answered every single question I asked. My parents were great, but on the negative side, they had many different rules I had to follow, and if I broke any, bad things would happen. I can vividly remember a time when I broke one of my parents rules. My parents have always attempted to instill their values and what they believed was right from wrong into me throughout their literacy teachings. I remember when I was 9 years old, It was a snow day and I was sitting on my couch in the living room watching television. My parents only allowed me to watch, read, and listen to certain things that fit their standards, but this time around I was not following their rules. I knew I wasnt allowed to be watching what I was, and when I heard my mom come home, my heart dropped. My mom came home from work and on her way back she stopped to pick up some groceries. I knew my mom was going to be more upset than usual because she is dressed in her work clothes, which can get uncomfortable after working for 8 hours, and she was carrying many bags full of food into the house by herself in the snow. Before I could change the channel, she saw that I was watching SpongeBob, my mom always told me that show would rot my brain out, and I could only imagine what was going to happen to me after she saw it. I remember her yelling, TURN THAT OFF right when she walked into the kitchen. My heart dropped because I have known for years now that I wasnt allowed to watch this show. I proceeded to turn off the television and walk to my room. She stopped me and told me that she was sorry for yelling and that her day was long and stressful. My mom stressed that I shouldve known better than to do that. I knew what I did was wrong and that my parents would have let me watch the show if they thought it was good for me.
As I grew older my parents continued to be that teacher, but this time around they were constantly pushing and motivating me to get on the right path. My parents didnt care as much about what I watched or listen to anymore, I just needed to do well in school. When it comes to school, I did everything by myself because I worked best that way, but one time that came back to haunt me. During my sophomore year in high school, we had to write an essay about a poem we were discussing in class. We only had a week to complete the assignment, so I had to figure everything out quickly. Out of all the poems we read in that class, this was the one I didnt understand at all. But, instead of going to my parents or teacher for help, I stayed committed to figuring it out by myself. I spent the following week struggling to write an essay that worked, and when I finished it, I turned it in immediately without any thought. After turning it in, I really began to start questioning myself on why I didnt go ask for help. Next week in class we received our grade, and it was the worst grade I ever received on any assignment in high school. I immediately went up and asked my teacher if I could rewrite the assignment for partial credit, and she thankfully agreed. When I told my parents about what happened, they immediately questioned me on why I didnt ask for help in the first place. I told my mom, I feel that when I seek help on something, it makes me look dumb. Both my parents shot that statement down and told me that nothing was wrong with it. My parents taught me that nothing is wrong with seeking help and that everyone should do it.
My parents stuck with me all the way to the end. During the college selection process, my parents taught me the most than they ever had before. From all the papers I had to write and submit to colleges, my parents were linked to my hip helping me all the way through. I remember one memory of when I was writing my personal essay that I was going to use for college. I was outside on my porch at my lake house and it was just me, my one brother, and my parents that were with me. I would be working on my paper and I wanted it to be perfect because I wanted to get into one of three schools, they included Penn State, Drexel, and Thomas Jefferson University. I would wake up and write all day and every time I had a question my parents were there to help. There were constantly voicing their opinion on what they thought I should add or change. Without their help, I dont know if my paper wouldve been as effective as it was, as I got into all three of the schools. From start to finish my parents were always there for me.
From when I was a little boy, up to a young man, my parents had an idea of how they wanted their son to shape out. Since I was a young kid, my parents were already teaching me, whether it was by reading me books or limiting what I can or cant watch, they had a goal in mind. Then I got older, and my main goal now was to succeed in school. They opened my mind and challenged me to think about different things from different perspectives. They taught me that theres nothing wrong with seeking assistance if I am struggling. My parents stayed by my hip all the way until I left for college. I am very thankful for what my parents have taught me over the years, and I wouldnt change my experiences with them for anything.
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