Personal Narrative

Six month ago was today like many other days. I could woke up earlier in the morning and skype or called my mum over the phone in Africa for least 20minute every day because she was all I got and my motivation. We could talked over the phone about my future and how she could attend my graduation in the year 2016. I was so excited after 6years I could finally see my mum again and not on any occasion but on my graduation day. She could be granted a visa from Sierra Leone to come see me graduate. Prior to the spring semester I had a good fall semester and I was really happy because my mum was proud of me been the only son to attend a university. I had just moved out of my adopted parents’ house with other friends who I trusted too because I felt

Before the start of every test I would called my mum, she was like a good luck charmed and my inspiration, I could spend hours with her over skype discussing about my future and she would tell me how proud she is of me, after surviving the bloody diamond civil war in Sierra Leone as a little kid and here I am in the state attending a university which is a great

We end up losing our apartment and here I was homeless and still attending school. My adopted parent hear about all the struggles I was undergoing and they decided to let me moved in with them until I recover again. Moving backed things where getting better until I was involved in a car accident, I was not injured, but my car was totaled. In the midst of all this situation over the past month losing my job, losing my apartment, involved in a car accident, I was still in school which affected my grades greatly. My teachers were patient with me for quite a while because they knew what is like to lose someone. I barely recovered from my misery, I ended dropping most of my classes because I was struggling with transportation to school, I was too depressed to go to my classes and I missed so many school days which was impossible for anyone to make up. Some of the teachers I had prior to the spring semester knew the changes in my school performance because they knew I was a better student, especially Dr. Balliro who was greatly helpful during this period. I had Dr. Balliro in two of my classes and really sticks by my side because he understand what is like to be an immigrants and been depressed in a foreign country. My grade point average dropped drastically to an average that I have never experienced as a student, because I dropped most of my classes and the