Thave to say the death of my dad had a great impact on who | am now. My dad’s name was Elmo Lee he was about 35 when he died. He left behind 5 children my brothers Elmo,and Emerion and my sisters, Tiffany,Teja,and myself. I was never told what killed him or how he got it. It was over 3 years when he first started to get sick and become hospitalized, but i was not informed until it got worse. I was always a quiet child always stayed to myself. Just the vibe of being near people made me nervous I was even this way with my own family.
I feel my dad tried to get me to come out my shell and get me to open up to people by bringing me to his house in Flint,taking to his job, and take me to stay and meet my step mother, Tiffany Lee. It helped for a while, but then I started my first year of school and i went right back into my old ways. I was held back in the first grade by my grandma ,which I believe my dad had no knowledge of. It was tough dealing with the kids there. There were always talking about people’s appearances,which I never know why when they dress the same as them.
I was told to ignore them harder there was one girl that wouldn’t let me be the quiet girl. So one day she decided to push my buttons and pick on me. My dad told when someone hit you hit the back harder. So when she pushed me, I hit him as ard as a could, she was crying after seeing we were only 8 and 9, then she left me alone. Three years later came to harper woods. I hated it there, it was all the unwanted attention. Consent Group work or working with a partner,that wasn’t my thing.
I was always thinking of my dad,I still do today, he always made his way into my mind when I was was down or on a verge of a breakdown. In 5th grade I was put in speech class I didn’t know why, maybe they thought cause I don’t talk | have a speech problem. Once again, my dad came up my mind. At this time I have seen him lately and itt was not normal for him not to come see me. One morning out of the blue he came over I was sleep him and my grandma talk, then all of a sudden he was crying.
I had never seen him cry, he was a strong person,l never was told why he was crying, but just to give him a hug and tell him “it’s ok”. Then I was in the 8th that day still stuck with me seeing not everyone is strong and brave. I came to the conclusion that I wasn’t going to be the shy, quiet girl and more! was going to be a new person something no one has seen. It was a hard process, but itt was worth it. In 8th with a 3. 2 GPAI was becoming the smart girl,yeah most people didn’t know was even there but some did. That was another step in making my dad proud, not that he wasn’t.
I ran into along the way hang with the bad kids, but I still got my work done. l became a favorite favorite student in all my classes,I didn’t like that much. couldn’t wait to get to high school. To bad I hated it the moment I walked over to that side of the school. 9th grade was the worst year of my life the year my dad first started to get sick,I didn’t find out till 2012, and I meet the mean girls. That may have slowed me down, but once they found out I was smart and not falling into their trap they changed the way they acted toward me.
They actually started to be nice to me and we became friends, i often feel I changed them for the better. My grades just got better and better sadly my dad got sicker and sicker from what I was told he died 3 times and was brought back. When | finally got to the 10 grade, he passed away while I was visiting him and my brothers and sisters it was the scariest things ever i didn’t know what to do, but at that moment my shell was completely shattered my youngest sibling need me and I have to be brave for them.
Today I’m am in the 11th grade and am at the top of my game, my grades are great, and I loved by many friends. If you have seen me from when I was little and me now you would not believe the difference and I hate that he’s not here today to see how much of a difference he made in my life. If it was for him for him I wouldn’t even consider college let alone go to one. I know he is proud of me and the accomplishment | have made. I plan on continuing down the right path.
