Personal Narrative: My Experience In The Military

When I was growing up, I barely ever got to see my father and brother. Lily grew up without her mother. When I was around 1 years old, my mother and father got divorced. My mother took me with her and my father kept my brother and sister. My mother told me, that my father was abusive told her and my brother and sister.

Grandpa was in abusive partner towards my grandma. She only stayed with him because she didn’t like the idea of being a single mother. Until the day she couldn’t take it no more. I knew the problems, money problems, relationship problems between my mom and dad” grandma and grandpa. I always did my best

I was a coward who spent most of my time in a dark cave reminiscing on my failure as a friend. As dark as the cave was, so was my mind. There were so many things I was afraid to shine a light on, but one needed to be remembered. There was this man I liked so much that I couldn't help waving his thoughts out of my mind. Kevin Bigger, dark, tall, and agile with a rectangular face structure; he was ready to serve.

Entering the once lonely house, there was a family rejoicing with a long-gone relative. As striking as the first rose in spring, her silky, soft, shiny hair combined with her enticingly exquisite eyes: producing a sublime look. Her upturned nose, oval face and elegant cheeks exhilarated hope within anyone in sight; she filled a void that could only be filled by her. Instantly ejecting any ridicule of the family, her presence made the household regain its original nobility. Spiralling into circle after circle on the indigo walls, like an optical illusion, numerous twirling lines were being contained in a plethora of thin liable cracks; suggesting, this house is enriched in Pangaea-old traditions.

Growing up in Iraq in the era between the gulf war, Iran war, and Iraq war with the United state was a challenge for me, but it was not harder challenge than all what my parents went through to keep me and my siblings safe and sound. My mother is one of the strongest people that I have came cross in my life. She was and still the best mother, teacher, and my best friend. She graduated from Al Mosul University in Iraq as a Mechanical Engineer. Being a daughter of graduated mother will always push me to complete my education and go even further to earn my master degree too.

As a new British soldier, the war was a very scary experience, even if we were told that this was the greatest army in the world going against the weakest army around. The Americans had built a ditch of some sorts to hide in during the battle, only popping out every few seconds to fire their guns in our direction. We, of course, fired back but were behind and quickly falling since we had always been taught to load our muskets. Which weren’t even used for battle, accurately not quickly, which the Americans were keen in. I watched in horror as soldiers around me fell to the ground with bullet wounds in their chest, legs, head, and every disturbing and painful place you can imagine.

In my life I have faced some extremely trying experiences and, from them, learned some very valuable lessons. My father, SPC Theodore “TJ” Ingemanson, an Iraq War Veteran and Wounded Warrior, passed unexpectedly, from injuries he suffered during his deployment for Operation Iraqi Freedom. I was twelve years old. Two months after this devastating event, my mother was sent to prison for choices she made that impacted our lives in a negative way. Life, as I knew it, became a chaotic tailspin, changing rapidly and drastically.

Introduction While helping my mom set up for Veterans Day, I was in charge of meeting with the Veterans and helping them get their visitor passes into the elementary school. The turn out was great, many veterans showed up in a variety of ages. I met with the oldest veteran there and helped him get situated before the parade began. World War 2 Veteran

I had to snap out this mindset because it was taking me nowhere, I knew school would be my only escape so that I never had to experience this pain again. My only weakness was my own self doubt holding me back, If I truly wanted change I had to focus on myself and not the mistakes my mother had made. It took me awhile to get over this part of my life and start focusing on my future , I knew I had to make up for messing up my first two years of high school which resulted in such a low GPA. Although my GPA now isn 't the highest it could have been, I have since then received three honor roll certificates for having a 3.0 GPA for 3 different semesters. Pushing through this obstacle has motivated me to push to be successful.

In my life, I have been through so much in my life, from good times, to bad times, I had to make the best out of everything. Ever since I was a child, people have been making fun of because of my skin color, and what my beliefs are. I had to deal with that all of my life. You couldn’t live in my shoes, anyone could try, but all of them would fail. In my life I had, many hardships during my childhood, as a grown man playing in the MLB, and as a Senior.

It took 250$ and good deeds to create some doctor like me. Growing up I was the kid who looked at the world with open optimistic eyes. I grew up in a small city called Dora located in Iraq, the middle of three girls. I was born in the late 90s, I have been told that I was born "at the end of the good days". That's when Iraq's political circumstances were not at peace at all, at 2003 another war broke in Iraq.

I became my mother. I did all of the same patterns, the ones I said I would never have. I was living a miserable existence. I was not living. I was in a constant state of fear, which I expressed through anger, rage and destruction.

From the moment I was born I was considered a military brat, I was born in Hawaii at tripler hospital because my mom was in the army and stationed there, my biological father was in the marines. When my mom remarried when I was 7, she married a man who was in the Navy. Everyone thinks being a Military brat just means you know more than other people because you 've been more places and seen more things and you get a lot of stuff you want. This is not true at all. Coming from a military background means you never have stability, you are held to a higher standard than all the other kids, and sometimes it makes you want to be in the military and only focus on that.

Two years ago my life was in turmoil. I was in an abusive relationship that lasted a total of seven years. I was trapped in this relationship without a beacon of hope. The person that I once was,did not exist. I was dull, lifeless, and shadowed;blinded by my situation trapped with the Devil.

Because of my experience here, I’ve devoted a whole chapter in this book, to how you can identify and unlock yourself from situations and persons. Some of the things that happen to you in life are for your good. Beloved, there is a place God want you to wait for Him, before He will roll out your personal vision. Until you receive your personal vision, which comes with convictions of peace, satisfaction, self-esteem, passion, success and life of significance, life is meaningless. Whatever you do in life, no matter how stinkingly rich you are, in the eyes of God you are filthy, poorer and more useless than a church rat.