I would appreciate it very much if I could get some tips or opinions on my disadvantaged "essay" below.
I think it's a bit too long and seems to stray from topic to topic.
This is my first post and first time on this site, so if this is posted in the wrong place sorry.
My father immigrated to America in 1989 right before I was born. Consequently, I never truly knew my father until the age of six as it took another six years for us to immigrate as well. My father worked long hours during those six years to not only save money to afford the necessary immigration forms but to also send money to my mother monthly.
Unfortunately, those long hours coupled with his relatively advanced age resulted in my father having his first heart attack which disabled him. As my father was not able to work, my family relied primarily on food stamps and his social security income to eke out a living. Living off such a relatively small amount was quite difficult as the money had to provide for food, clothing, school supplies, and other necessities.
Despite our socio-economic status, I enjoyed quite the blissful childhood as my parents along with my siblings did their best to enrich my life with love and emotionally stability. Given my past circumstances and experiences, I believe that I am better human being with a more refined insight into the plight of the less fortunate. As a result, I have an emotional investment in working in urban areas which have a sizable
I think it's a bit too long and seems to stray from topic to topic.
This is my first post and first time on this site, so if this is posted in the wrong place sorry.
My father immigrated to America in 1989 right before I was born. Consequently, I never truly knew my father until the age of six as it took another six years for us to immigrate as well. My father worked long hours during those six years to not only save money to afford the necessary immigration forms but to also send money to my mother monthly.
Unfortunately, those long hours coupled with his relatively advanced age resulted in my father having his first heart attack which disabled him. As my father was not able to work, my family relied primarily on food stamps and his social security income to eke out a living. Living off such a relatively small amount was quite difficult as the money had to provide for food, clothing, school supplies, and other necessities.
Despite our socio-economic status, I enjoyed quite the blissful childhood as my parents along with my siblings did their best to enrich my life with love and emotionally stability. Given my past circumstances and experiences, I believe that I am better human being with a more refined insight into the plight of the less fortunate. As a result, I have an emotional investment in working in urban areas which have a sizable