It had a time that i lived two Worlds: my home world and my school world. In Haitian household you got only three you can do, they are stay at home ,go to church and school. When I was in high school in Haiti, I was the number seven of my soccer team that everyone loved. That made me the popular player. I became to miss some days of school. Everyday I pretended to go to school however I spent all my time at my house friend playing game and have a lot fun. I been doing that for over two weeks. Subsequently, the school decided to call my parents to know why i didn’t go to school for two weeks. But my parents didn’t aware of this situation because they did see me put uniforms on me every morning. So after they knew what i was doing, they came to my school and my parents were whooping me in front everyone. I was so ashamed because the students were talking about this story every time and they started laughing at me.
At home I was a completely different than my character in school. At home I was the child disciplined, the child who do the chores, making food, going to church every Sunday. I was the child who was singing to the choir. Every activities I was doing or church always boring and not too much fun to do. Sometimes when I get boring at home I started to lose control of my temper. I wanted my freedom so i decided to have a meeting with y parents to talk about some kind of activities they should allow me. After Listening to me, they hit me with that answer “if you want your like you said, you should get your own house then”
