Ethnography-Personal Narrative

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A personal experience that rocked my world extremely in every way was the day my parents got divorced. I was a normal third grader waking up for school, getting dressed, kissing, and hugging my dad bye not knowing my world would change when I got home from school that afternoon. When my mom dropped me off at school that Friday morning things seemed just as normal as always. My mother seemed to be in a pleasant mood, but that was only what she was portraying on the outside. As I went throughout my day, nothing seemed any different than it typically was. I remember my friends and I being in a happy mood because it was Friday and everyone including myself was just ready to go home and have a fun weekend. Little did I know, fun would not have been …show more content…
I saw my mom pulling in the carline on her silver Volvo SUV, I remember it all so clearly. I hopped in the car and as always mom started asking all her normal questions “How was school?”, “Do you have all good grades?” and I answered happily. It seemed that the car ride home was longer than any other car ride home for some odd reason, but I did not say anything about it. As we got closer to our road, mom seemed to begin preparing for something that did not seem to be the best news, I could just tell in her tone and the way she was expressing her emotions. I began to get nervous and wonder, but I still did not ask mainly because I did not want to know. We pullled into our driveway and mom parked in the garage and I grabbed my bookbag and lunch box and to my surprise my dads truck was home, dad was never home before mom and I. I darted inside to hug my dad and I jumped into his lap while he was sitting in his recliner watching televison, things seemed sketchy but I payed it no mind. It was no time before mom and dad asked me to sit down on the couch with them because we needed to talk, my heart immediately began beating out of my