Personal Narrative: The El Faro In Hurricane Joaquin

Throughout my whole life, it’s always just been my mother and I. My parents weren’t divorced, but my father worked on a container ship as a Chief Engineer. As a child I watched the movie The Titanic, I saw the ship slowly sink into the ocean, leaving little survivors. Even though my father did not work on a luxury passenger ship, he still worked on the sea, which history has proven to be dangerous and unforgiven to a simple mistake. But despite this knowledge, I also believed my father would be safe, there was absolutely no chance that harm would come his way. My mind set was always “that never happens.” My opinion changed on ….. when my father called home, informing my mother about a missing cargo ship, The El Faro in Hurricane Joaquin. It wasn’t just a ship to our family, my father perviously worked on there, and had connections to all the 33 people that lost their lives. Despite all the countless hours those men and women trained for events like this. Their was unfortunately no survivors. This left my mother and I heart broken, we thought that could of been my father. He works in that same field, and perviously taken that same route in storms for years.

But it taught me the lesson that life in unpredictable, you never can know what is going to happen next. Life could change in a blink of eye. When you sit down and think about this, it makes you want to be prepared the most you can for life. The cruel actuality of the world is you never what obstacles you are going to face, despite how prepared you think you are. Knowing this, I want to prepare myself for the world the best I can. I want to go to college and receive a degree in Pharmacy, go to school away from the protection of my parents, and gain the knowledge and experience to be prepared for the real world. With this I’ll be prepared the best I can for the “real