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Scene Writing-Dealing with Grief
I am greatly thankful to the almighty, my mother, family members and close friends for
believing and in guiding me through a difficult period in my life. A few years back, not so many
people would have imagined that I would get the opportunity to join college and have the chance
to build a better life. Let me elaborate by starting my life story from the beginning to allow for a
clear understanding of where the rain started beating me and how I eventually managed to find
some shade.
I was born and brought up in a poverty-stricken neighborhood where crime, drugs and
substance abuse was the order of the day. My father worked at a local timber factory and was the
sole breadwinner of our family. My mother did odd jobs here and there such as house chores for
the affluent homesteads on the other side of town but her income was too meagre and
inconsistent to depend on. As such, my father was forced to pull long hours particularly to ensure
that we at least had a meal a day and to pay for school tuition expenses for my young brother and
I. I could see how it took a great toll on him but he never complained and only urged us to
always take care of each other, put in extra efforts in our studies and stay away from trouble. He
was my role model and although I wanted to become a lawyer later on in life, I prayed and hoped
that I would take up his work ethic and his principles on life and family. We were getting by with
Student Name
Course
Instructor
Date
Scene Writing-Dealing with Grief
I am greatly thankful to the almighty, my mother, family members and close friends for
believing and in guiding me through a difficult period in my life. A few years back, not so many
people would have imagined that I would get the opportunity to join college and have the chance
to build a better life. Let me elaborate by starting my life story from the beginning to allow for a
clear understanding of where the rain started beating me and how I eventually managed to find
some shade.
I was born and brought up in a poverty-stricken neighborhood where crime, drugs and
substance abuse was the order of the day. My father worked at a local timber factory and was the
sole breadwinner of our family. My mother did odd jobs here and there such as house chores for
the affluent homesteads on the other side of town but her income was too meagre and
inconsistent to depend on. As such, my father was forced to pull long hours particularly to ensure
that we at least had a meal a day and to pay for school tuition expenses for my young brother and
I. I could see how it took a great toll on him but he never complained and only urged us to
always take care of each other, put in extra efforts in our studies and stay away from trouble. He
was my role model and although I wanted to become a lawyer later on in life, I prayed and hoped
that I would take up his work ethic and his principles on life and family. We were getting by with
