My school life was great; when I look back at myself …I’m proud off how far I have
Journeyed from year seven, right until year ten. That’s where my problem began. I
had a dilemma that usually accured on school days. Everyday I was turning up into school late. The main reason why I was attending to school late was because …well, I had a little brother; which I had to take, everyday to his primary school. My teachers always made me feel humiliated and stressed. I couldn’t really do anything about it. My dad’s work was roughly about 600 miles away. I have four siblings; two sisters and two brothers. One of my sisters called Nysha, who was thirteen years old, in year nine and went to Whitefield Secondary School. My other sister, called Faith, she was four, she went to a primary school called Sunnyfield Primary School, and was in reception. My other two brothers went to Bell Lane Primary School. The oldest one, called Joseph, whose eleven, and my youngest brother named Marrion, who is seven years old. My mum goes to Middlesex University; and I go to Hendon Secondary School.