WHY I WANT TO GO TO THE .
STONY BROOK SCHOOL.
As a young man growing up in today's society I have made some very bad choices.
My name is Germaine H. and I currently attend Thomas Jefferson high school. I am an immigrant who is now a citizen from the island of Jamaica.
While you are reading this essay you must think wow, Jamaica is a nice place. The beaches and the hotels are very nice there. But that's quite the contrary. As a young boy growing up in Jamaica I cried at nights wishing to leave to go to a better place. There were days I could not even go to school. My mother didn't have bus fare for me to travel on the bus. There were days that all she had was bus fare and no money for me to buy lunch because in Jamaica we don't get free lunch in school. There were nights I tried to fall asleep but couldn't. Because of the constant gunshots rigging in my ears at night. .
My mother had a job that was paying her little or nothing. My mother my little brother and I lived in a one room house right in the heart of Kingston's ghetto. Our house was made of zinc and when it rained it would leak and wet the whole house. When most people go to Jamaica they go to the resorts like the ones in Ochi Rios and Montego Bay where all the tourists of the world go to have fun and enjoy there time on a nice island . They don't dare go to where I live, which is known as Tivoli gardens, one of the most dangerous places on the island. Where I lived was the type of place where if a man sees a person with a nice bracelet on their wrist they would dismember their hand in order to get the jewel. That is the Jamaica I lived in for 10 years of my life.
It was on July the 8th 1995 when everything changed. My whole outlook on life changed that was when I moved to this country. It was the first for everything for me, the first I flew in a plane and definitely the first I saw so many cars.