Past Location

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Past Location
Jun 03,2016

How much can you remember from your past location? No matter your absences’ duration, the memories will always indelibly print on your mind. For instance, I have been away from my hometown for many years, but I can still remember the image of that place call “Sanatorium”. This was the place where I had to face and conquer obstacles. Although I have bad memories from it, I have never stopped to think about its beauty.

People can probably wonder where that name comes from. The word “Sanatorium” comes from a group of French people who used to live there at an early period in Haiti. It used to be a rare and quiet place. Early in the morning, you could hear the peacocks and the bird singing their melodies on the trees. Even though it was a noiseless area, the people there used to live intimately because we considered each other as family. And this kind of appreciation was not only shown among the neighbors, but everywhere we go because we needed to prove to others that our dignity and love could manifest anywhere.

Whenever I think about that place, I can still locate my parents’ house. It was across the street. But the most important place for me at that time was the park, it was not too far from the house, but it never annoyed me to go there whenever I wanted to. The area was mountainous and it had everything people could hope for such as hospital, school and church. They might not be closed to each other based on the person’s preference. I am not referring this place as the best, but it was a special one.

In other word my personal experience there is very vast. That beautiful place brought me bad memory and the feeling I have from it is bittersweet. As an infant, I was expecting to grow up with my parents in such amazing community. But my expectation was vain. At three years old, I lost two most wonderful people who used to play an essential role in my life. It was a devastating news. Since I was living in an acquaintance society, the people took the case in consideration. They knew the relationship that I had with those two wonderful people.

In addition to all the love I received from the society, it was impossible for me to stay in that place without thinking about the tragedy my family had face. I was living in the darkness because I could not accept the outcome of their loss. But my guardian’s angel (my aunt), although she was away, brought light into my life. At that moment, I realize by crossing the bridge, she was waiting for me at the other side. Not everybody has the luck that I have. People usually tend to be egoist, they do not see others but only themselves. But that lady is exceptional, she carried the pain with us (my brothers and myself) because she felt the same grief as us

In the aftermath of all the tragic event that occurred, the sky opens up its door for me by coming to America. It was a tough challenge. Not knowing the language nor the culture, I used all my determination in order to learn the language. Of course, I was successful in high school because I accomplished all the procedures to achieve my goals.

As a strong person who is in the road to becoming an integral part of the society, I am realizing the strength of my character. I have the ability to adapt to new difficult situation with flexibility and determination. If I had the courage to surpass my family’s tragedy, I can go beyond that step.

In other word, forgetting this place call Sanatorium and neglecting the obstacles I endured are impossible. The authors from the poems had faced tragedies but they had to keep on going their route because I do not want my past to overwhelm me. It is the same thing for me, I learned and I am moving on although I am in a different country. 

How much can you remember from your past location? No matter your absences’ duration, the memories will always indelibly print on your mind. For instance, I have been away from my hometown for many years, but I can still remember the image of that place call “Sanatorium”. This was the place where I had to face and conquer obstacles. Although I have bad memories from it, I have never stopped to think about its beauty.

People can probably wonder where that name comes from. The word “Sanatorium” comes from a group of French people who used to live there at an early period in Haiti. It used to be a rare and quiet place. Early in the morning, you could hear the peacocks and the bird singing their melodies on the trees. Even though it was a noiseless area, the people there used to live intimately because we considered each other as family. And this kind of appreciation was not only shown among the neighbors, but everywhere we go because we needed to prove to others that our dignity and love could manifest anywhere.

Whenever I think about that place, I can still locate my parents’ house. It was across the street. But the most important place for me at that time was the park, it was not too far from the house, but it never annoyed me to go there whenever I wanted to. The area was mountainous and it had everything people could hope for such as hospital, school and church. They might not be closed to each other based on the person’s preference. I am not referring this place as the best, but it was a special one.

In other word my personal experience there is very vast. That beautiful place brought me bad memory and the feeling I have from it is bittersweet. As an infant, I was expecting to grow up with my parents in such amazing community. But my expectation was vain. At three years old, I lost two most wonderful people who used to play an essential role in my life. It was a devastating news. Since I was living in an acquaintance society, the people took the case in consideration. They knew the relationship that I had with those two wonderful people.

In addition to all the love I received from the society, it was impossible for me to stay in that place without thinking about the tragedy my family had face. I was living in the darkness because I could not accept the outcome of their loss. But my guardian’s angel (my aunt), although she was away, brought light into my life. At that moment, I realize by crossing the bridge, she was waiting for me at the other side. Not everybody has the luck that I have. People usually tend to be egoist, they do not see others but only themselves. But that lady is exceptional, she carried the pain with us (my brothers and myself) because she felt the same grief as us

In the aftermath of all the tragic event that occurred, the sky opens up its door for me by coming to America. It was a tough challenge. Not knowing the language nor the culture, I used all my determination in order to learn the language. Of course, I was successful in high school because I accomplished all the procedures to achieve my goals.

As a strong person who is in the road to becoming an integral part of the society, I am realizing the strength of my character. I have the ability to adapt to new difficult situation with flexibility and determination. If I had the courage to surpass my family’s tragedy, I can go beyond that step.

In other word, forgetting this place call Sanatorium and neglecting the obstacles I endured are impossible. The authors from the poems had faced tragedies but they had to keep on going their route because I do not want my past to overwhelm me. It is the same thing for me, I learned and I am moving on although I am in a different country. 

How much can you remember from your past location? No matter your absences’ duration, the memories will always indelibly print on your mind. For instance, I have been away from my hometown for many years, but I can still remember the image of that place call “Sanatorium”. This was the place where I had to face and conquer obstacles. Although I have bad memories from it, I have never stopped to think about its beauty.

People can probably wonder where that name comes from. The word “Sanatorium” comes from a group of French people who used to live there at an early period in Haiti. It used to be a rare and quiet place. Early in the morning, you could hear the peacocks and the bird singing their melodies on the trees. Even though it was a noiseless area, the people there used to live intimately because we considered each other as family. And this kind of appreciation was not only shown among the neighbors, but everywhere we go because we needed to prove to others that our dignity and love could manifest anywhere.

Whenever I think about that place, I can still locate my parents’ house. It was across the street. But the most important place for me at that time was the park, it was not too far from the house, but it never annoyed me to go there whenever I wanted to. The area was mountainous and it had everything people could hope for such as hospital, school and church. They might not be closed to each other based on the person’s preference. I am not referring this place as the best, but it was a special one.

In other word my personal experience there is very vast. That beautiful place brought me bad memory and the feeling I have from it is bittersweet. As an infant, I was expecting to grow up with my parents in such amazing community. But my expectation was vain. At three years old, I lost two most wonderful people who used to play an essential role in my life. It was a devastating news. Since I was living in an acquaintance society, the people took the case in consideration. They knew the relationship that I had with those two wonderful people.

In addition to all the love I received from the society, it was impossible for me to stay in that place without thinking about the tragedy my family had face. I was living in the darkness because I could not accept the outcome of their loss. But my guardian’s angel (my aunt), although she was away, brought light into my life. At that moment, I realize by crossing the bridge, she was waiting for me at the other side. Not everybody has the luck that I have. People usually tend to be egoist, they do not see others but only themselves. But that lady is exceptional, she carried the pain with us (my brothers and myself) because she felt the same grief as us

In the aftermath of all the tragic event that occurred, the sky opens up its door for me by coming to America. It was a tough challenge. Not knowing the language nor the culture, I used all my determination in order to learn the language. Of course, I was successful in high school because I accomplished all the procedures to achieve my goals.

As a strong person who is in the road to becoming an integral part of the society, I am realizing the strength of my character. I have the ability to adapt to new difficult situation with flexibility and determination. If I had the courage to surpass my family’s tragedy, I can go beyond that step.

In other word, forgetting this place call Sanatorium and neglecting the obstacles I endured are impossible. The authors from the poems had faced tragedies but they had to keep on going their route because I do not want my past to overwhelm me. It is the same thing for me, I learned and I am moving on although I am in a different country. 

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Past Location

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Past Location

How much can you remember from your past location? No matter your absences’ duration, the memories will always indelibly print on your mind. For instance, I have been away from my hometown for many years, but I can still remember the image of that place call “Sanatorium”. This was the place where I had to face and conquer obstacles. Although I have bad memories from it, I have never stopped to think about its beauty.

People can probably wonder where that name comes from. The word “Sanatorium” comes from a group of French people who used to live there at an early period in Haiti. It used to be a rare and quiet place. Early in the morning, you could hear the peacocks and the bird singing their melodies on the trees. Even though it was a noiseless area, the people there used to live intimately because we considered each other as family. And this kind of appreciation was not only shown among the neighbors, but everywhere we go because we needed to prove to others that our dignity and love could manifest anywhere.

Whenever I think about that place, I can still locate my parents’ house. It was across the street. But the most important place for me at that time was the park, it was not too far from the house, but it never annoyed me to go there whenever I wanted to. The area was mountainous and it had everything people could hope for such as hospital, school and church. They might not be closed to each other based on the person’s preference. I am not referring this place as the best, but it was a special one.

In other word my personal experience there is very vast. That beautiful place brought me bad memory and the feeling I have from it is bittersweet. As an infant, I was expecting to grow up with my parents in such amazing community. But my expectation was vain. At three years old, I lost two most wonderful people who used to play an essential role in my life. It was a devastating news. Since I was living in an acquaintance society, the people took the case in consideration. They knew the relationship that I had with those two wonderful people.

In addition to all the love I received from the society, it was impossible for me to stay in that place without thinking about the tragedy my family had face. I was living in the darkness because I could not accept the outcome of their loss. But my guardian’s angel (my aunt), although she was away, brought light into my life. At that moment, I realize by crossing the bridge, she was waiting for me at the other side. Not everybody has the luck that I have. People usually tend to be egoist, they do not see others but only themselves. But that lady is exceptional, she carried the pain with us (my brothers and myself) because she felt the same grief as us

In the aftermath of all the tragic event that occurred, the sky opens up its door for me by coming to America. It was a tough challenge. Not knowing the language nor the culture, I used all my determination in order to learn the language. Of course, I was successful in high school because I accomplished all the procedures to achieve my goals.

As a strong person who is in the road to becoming an integral part of the society, I am realizing the strength of my character. I have the ability to adapt to new difficult situation with flexibility and determination. If I had the courage to surpass my family’s tragedy, I can go beyond that step.

In other word, forgetting this place call Sanatorium and neglecting the obstacles I endured are impossible. The authors from the poems had faced tragedies but they had to keep on going their route because I do not want my past to overwhelm me. It is the same thing for me, I learned and I am moving on although I am in a different country. 

How much can you remember from your past location? No matter your absences’ duration, the memories will always indelibly print on your mind. For instance, I have been away from my hometown for many years, but I can still remember the image of that place call “Sanatorium”. This was the place where I had to face and conquer obstacles. Although I have bad memories from it, I have never stopped to think about its beauty.

People can probably wonder where that name comes from. The word “Sanatorium” comes from a group of French people who used to live there at an early period in Haiti. It used to be a rare and quiet place. Early in the morning, you could hear the peacocks and the bird singing their melodies on the trees. Even though it was a noiseless area, the people there used to live intimately because we considered each other as family. And this kind of appreciation was not only shown among the neighbors, but everywhere we go because we needed to prove to others that our dignity and love could manifest anywhere.

Whenever I think about that place, I can still locate my parents’ house. It was across the street. But the most important place for me at that time was the park, it was not too far from the house, but it never annoyed me to go there whenever I wanted to. The area was mountainous and it had everything people could hope for such as hospital, school and church. They might not be closed to each other based on the person’s preference. I am not referring this place as the best, but it was a special one.

In other word my personal experience there is very vast. That beautiful place brought me bad memory and the feeling I have from it is bittersweet. As an infant, I was expecting to grow up with my parents in such amazing community. But my expectation was vain. At three years old, I lost two most wonderful people who used to play an essential role in my life. It was a devastating news. Since I was living in an acquaintance society, the people took the case in consideration. They knew the relationship that I had with those two wonderful people.

In addition to all the love I received from the society, it was impossible for me to stay in that place without thinking about the tragedy my family had face. I was living in the darkness because I could not accept the outcome of their loss. But my guardian’s angel (my aunt), although she was away, brought light into my life. At that moment, I realize by crossing the bridge, she was waiting for me at the other side. Not everybody has the luck that I have. People usually tend to be egoist, they do not see others but only themselves. But that lady is exceptional, she carried the pain with us (my brothers and myself) because she felt the same grief as us

In the aftermath of all the tragic event that occurred, the sky opens up its door for me by coming to America. It was a tough challenge. Not knowing the language nor the culture, I used all my determination in order to learn the language. Of course, I was successful in high school because I accomplished all the procedures to achieve my goals.

As a strong person who is in the road to becoming an integral part of the society, I am realizing the strength of my character. I have the ability to adapt to new difficult situation with flexibility and determination. If I had the courage to surpass my family’s tragedy, I can go beyond that step.

In other word, forgetting this place call Sanatorium and neglecting the obstacles I endured are impossible. The authors from the poems had faced tragedies but they had to keep on going their route because I do not want my past to overwhelm me. It is the same thing for me, I learned and I am moving on although I am in a different country. 

How much can you remember from your past location? No matter your absences’ duration, the memories will always indelibly print on your mind. For instance, I have been away from my hometown for many years, but I can still remember the image of that place call “Sanatorium”. This was the place where I had to face and conquer obstacles. Although I have bad memories from it, I have never stopped to think about its beauty.

People can probably wonder where that name comes from. The word “Sanatorium” comes from a group of French people who used to live there at an early period in Haiti. It used to be a rare and quiet place. Early in the morning, you could hear the peacocks and the bird singing their melodies on the trees. Even though it was a noiseless area, the people there used to live intimately because we considered each other as family. And this kind of appreciation was not only shown among the neighbors, but everywhere we go because we needed to prove to others that our dignity and love could manifest anywhere.

Whenever I think about that place, I can still locate my parents’ house. It was across the street. But the most important place for me at that time was the park, it was not too far from the house, but it never annoyed me to go there whenever I wanted to. The area was mountainous and it had everything people could hope for such as hospital, school and church. They might not be closed to each other based on the person’s preference. I am not referring this place as the best, but it was a special one.

In other word my personal experience there is very vast. That beautiful place brought me bad memory and the feeling I have from it is bittersweet. As an infant, I was expecting to grow up with my parents in such amazing community. But my expectation was vain. At three years old, I lost two most wonderful people who used to play an essential role in my life. It was a devastating news. Since I was living in an acquaintance society, the people took the case in consideration. They knew the relationship that I had with those two wonderful people.

In addition to all the love I received from the society, it was impossible for me to stay in that place without thinking about the tragedy my family had face. I was living in the darkness because I could not accept the outcome of their loss. But my guardian’s angel (my aunt), although she was away, brought light into my life. At that moment, I realize by crossing the bridge, she was waiting for me at the other side. Not everybody has the luck that I have. People usually tend to be egoist, they do not see others but only themselves. But that lady is exceptional, she carried the pain with us (my brothers and myself) because she felt the same grief as us

In the aftermath of all the tragic event that occurred, the sky opens up its door for me by coming to America. It was a tough challenge. Not knowing the language nor the culture, I used all my determination in order to learn the language. Of course, I was successful in high school because I accomplished all the procedures to achieve my goals.

As a strong person who is in the road to becoming an integral part of the society, I am realizing the strength of my character. I have the ability to adapt to new difficult situation with flexibility and determination. If I had the courage to surpass my family’s tragedy, I can go beyond that step.

In other word, forgetting this place call Sanatorium and neglecting the obstacles I endured are impossible. The authors from the poems had faced tragedies but they had to keep on going their route because I do not want my past to overwhelm me. It is the same thing for me, I learned and I am moving on although I am in a different country.