Sorry

Growing up with a single mother and a sister was tough especially when you are Bengali. I remember people would always look at us in a weird way. I knew something was wrong from the beginning. It was already hard because we barely made ends meet and I would behave terribly in school. I would always be close to failing when I was in elementary school. My mom didn’t need to take care of us, we could have been in an orphanage in Bangladesh and had a completely different life. There are kids in other countries working 11 to 12 hours a day just to barely make a dollar and they dream of books and school and here I am getting a free education. I am truly blessed for the situation that I’m in. Even when I’m sad sometimes, I always think about the things I have today because other people don’t have the opportunities I have. I still have a long way to go, however,  I know that if I put my mind to anything, I will be successful. Its what my mom has worked so hard for and I want to make sure I don’t let her down. I need to stay in school and out of trouble because I don’t have a normal life. There are people counting on me and I can’t let them down because I want to make sure that I become the best man that I could be. I never had a dad growing up so I want to make sure that when I have kids, Im always there for them because I know how it feels to grow up without a dad. It doesn’t affect me that much anymore but when I was little, it would hurt me and it would hurt my mom especially knowing that I was sad. My journey doesn’t stop here as I go to college next year and I will always remember you must be the change you want to be in the world