I was born on August 13, 1995, shortly after (four minutes to be accented) my twin sister was born, and together we would experience things and moments that no one would understand but us.We grew up together and we are best friends even though we do not act like it all the time. When we got older we started to grow and think more and understand things that we were not able to understand before. When I was five years old I could not get to sleep, it took me hours before I gave up. I went downstairs to our basement. At the time we were living in this "Perfect House"; one of those homes that the happy family lives with their pet and everyone in the house gets along, this is the norm family. I went down the main hallway to the stairs to our basement to watch TV or to play on the computer. This one memory has always stuck in my mind because this is what changed everything I thought our family was. I went down stairs and there was my dad sleeping on the foldout mattress on the couch. This little thing seems so insignificant and so stupid for me to remember but this is what changed everything that I thought was normal. Shortly after that we met this man and who told us that we were going to look at some new houses. We went to this really small house which was not nearly as big and grand as our other house. We went back there once and then twice and thrice, and the third time my mom shook that man's hand and he said, "Pleasure doing business with you." A few months before that my dad left our happy family house and went somewhere else and would come back every so often to take us to these great fun places. One day we moved and I left the whole norm life behind and lived a different life that changed me as a person in a good way.I am part of a group called Harmony Movement. This group is about diversity and it is about finding yourself and becoming you and examining things that everyone thinks is the norm. I was invited to join this group and attend six classes, every Tuesday from 2:20pm to 4:00pm. These group sessions just started and I was given an assignment, just a simple question that means so much and is quite complicated to answer. "What makes you, you?" This simple question seemed easy to answer and I thought it would only take me less than three minutes to answer it. I thought I could sound so articulate that the group would think I am a genius. The first session was Tuesday November 2, 2010 and now it is Saturday November 6, 2010, 3:00pm, and I still do not know how to answer this question.
Sometimes in order to get to that good change something is going to have to shatter before you get there and in my case it was my family. For many years, my sister, my mother, and myself lived together and were dependent on each others' support to get through the tough times. This event is what made me the way I am today and what makes me someone who can connect with other people and can help them through these problems. While living with just my mom and no man in our life who I could wake up and say good morning to, I went through some bad change. I started to bully people at school and my grades started to drop in primary school. I fell into the wrong crowd that got me into trouble rather than getting me to the places I wanted to be. I started to cut myself and went through counselling to solve this problem. After this problem was solved, I started to cry before I going to bed every night saying that, "I shouldn't have been friends with them." I went to another few weeks of counselling for that, this was during middle school. Middle School is what tested me the most and helped me become a better person and helped me define what is good and bad change and what kind of change will get me to the places I want to go. For a very long time I was stuck in a glass box and I could not get out. I could not move and I just lay their until I broke that glass box and stepped over my border of what I could do. These experiences made me into a successful student, helped me grow a thicker skin and get past these problems. All I have to say to you audience is to be vocal and step over your border and break out of that glass box and you will be successful.
Yours Truly,
PBradford








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