Essay, Research Paper
Divide your life into 3-5 major periods. As I look back upon my past, it gets scary because I can actually divide my life into parts. If I look at it on the bright side, I am a more mature person. On the other hand, if I look at it negatively, I am getting closer to my ‘grave’. But the truth is that I am better off looking at my life at the brighter side. I have considered myself fortunate than most people. I have been to many parts of the world, seen many cultures, and have done things only a child can dream of doing. If I were to divide my life into major periods, I would look at it when I was a child, a teenager and my life now. The first part of my life would have to be when I was a child. I used to think that my parents, especially my dad, were “Gods”. Everything he said or did was right. I would get into arguments with my friend to as whose dads were the best.This is where I look at my life and noticed that during that time, I was dependent on my parents. Everything that I did that time was revolving around my parents. But as time passes by, I became much wiser. The thought of my parents being right is wrong. Yep! The second part of my life has begun. I was in the teenage years. Being rebellious, I was against everything that my parents said. Instead of them being like “Gods” to me, I was “God”. Everything I did was right and the whole world is under me. My parents were always against me in everything that I did. I remember that I would never go out with my parents to dinner or to the shopping mall. The reason was because of embarrassment. I was afraid to be seen with my parents. I had the feeling that the world was against me. I guess that it is normal for a teenager to feel that way. Then, as I left home to further my studies, another chapter of my life began. Being away from home in a foreign land made me realized that I am no longer a teenager. I am an adult now. Slowly, my views of my parents started to change. How could I have been so rebellious towards them? I have only started to appreciate what they did for me. Why has it taken so long for me to realize that? I guess the feeling to respecting your parents is something you obtain as you get older. My life has been a colorful one. The feeling of being a “Zero” to a “Hero” is something I laugh at sometimes. Right now, I am in the middle of my life where the time for me to take care of myself and to earn my money. It is approaching fast. At the end of it, what I am today and will be is because of the giving I got when I was a child.
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