This document is Joy Abaya's personal story. It summarizes her birthplace and family in the Philippines, how her family immigrated to Canada in 2007, and some of her favorite and saddest memories. Her favorite memory was learning that her mother was pregnant with her little sister. Her saddest memory was when her uncle was murdered. She hopes to become a nurse, as her mother wishes, but her personal goal is to be an artist. The story provides biographical details and highlights some important life events for Joy.
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Angela G. Bailey
Professor Wilson
Intro to University Writing
13 February 2015
I Believe in Writing
Let me tell you why I started writing in diaries. I was 17 years old when my mother got cancer. My mother tried to take her own life by jumping out of a hospital window. Thank God it was time for her meds and the nurse was able to get her back to her bed. This was so devastating to me, just the thought that she wanted to die sooner. I did not understand why she did not want to spend what little life she had to be with her children. I started writing daily about her day and what I was feeling. I had just gotten out of a children’s home. Definitely there was so much fear in me that I was going right back to the home. Many tears flowed from my eyes that year. I did not want to see my mother leave this world without getting any time with her. After all I was in the children’s home since I was eight and a half years old. My junior year in high school my teacher took me aside as she knew what I was going thru. She told me to write my life down that I had a story to tell. I did not write my life down however; I did start a diary and wrote in it from the day my English teacher told me to start. My mother died and I made it thru the funeral but it was pure and raw emotions I felt watching my sisters scream and brothers cry like babies. All I could do was sit and watch, I never shed a tear because I had come to terms with her dying by writing about her.
Fast forward 5 years down the road after my mother’s death. My brother Randy took his young life at 37 by taping his car windows and running an exhaust pipe thru his window. We looked for him for days. We never had one clue that he was suicidal. If we did we never picked up on it. We found him in the morgue. My brothers and sisters and I all knew that Randy never got over our mothers death, after all he was a momma’s boy. It took me a long time to get over his death than it did my mothers. He came to me in a dream and explained why he took or life. It gave me a sense of peace and understanding inside as to why he took his life. Maybe it was just that I made myself believe why.To this day two of my sisters have yet to get over his death. I tell them all the time to sit and write their feelings down. They may understand more why he did this horrible thing that crushed all our lives. Again writing got me through this horrible tragedy.
Now I will tell you about my daughter April who tried to take her life many years ago when she was 20 years old. Thank God, she had the sense to go to the hospital afterwards before the pills kicked in she was able to tell them what she did. Took me a long while to understand how a love gone wrong can cause a girl to want to die. I asked my daughter to please write me a letter explaining how she felt and why she felt she wanted to leave life as she knows it. She gave me a 5 page letter that stated this boy was the love of .
1. Joy Abaya
8-73
October 13 2011
My Story
I am a story. You are a story. My story begin when I was born December 13 1997 11 o’clock
p.m. I was born in my house in Cammangaan Santa Cruz Ilocos Sur Philippines. I wasn’t born in
a hospital I was actually born in my house. When I was 2 years old my mom left and went to
Hong Kong to save some money. So my dad teached me how to play basketball, and how to run
fast. My mom wanted my name called Angel but my dad thinks it was ugly so he change it into
Joy. My mom’s name is ArceliGalleta Abaya she was born May 14 1966 and my dad’s name is
Ruben Rapisura Abaya he was born January 20 1967. I have 3 older brothers named Depth
Galleta Abaya his 18 years old he was born October 28 1992, Mark ArbenGalleta Abaya his 17
years old he was born April 29 1994, and RuncelGalleta Abaya his 15 years old he was born
January 13 1996. And I have a new little sister coming at February 14 2012. My brother Depth is
not in school anymore but his still applying for jobs and my 2 other brothers goes too Daniel
Mcintyre School. A family friend Sherilyn Reyes is living in my house she’s 26 years old. Me and
family have been in Canada for 4 years. We went here in July 21 2007. This is only the beginning
of my story but I know someday my story will unfold.
There are sad or happy moments that I have been in, but this two of my story is my favourite
one. One of my best memory is when I knew I got a little sister coming. It was July 2011 me and
my brother, Runcel was sleeping over at my cousin’s house then my mom called my aunt, then
she said to her “I’m pregnant”, then she told us that we have a new sibling. Then me and my
brother were really shock but my cousin’s were yelling to both of us. It change to be more
responsible and to take care of my mom. It’s important to me because I really want a little
brother or sister and I finally got one. One of my sadness story is when my uncle died. It was
November 13 2006, my uncle and his friend went to sell some rice. When they were selling it,
there was a person just looking at them. Then he got a gun so he shot my uncle, so he shot him
like 31 times so there was 31 bullets in his body. It’s important to me because like when I was a
kid everyday he keeps biting my cheeks and calling me Badjang. So that’s what I like about him.
Then every week when I was so little he would dressed me up and take my picture around. That
guy shot him because he wanted another mayor because my uncle was a mayor then. It change
me to be more stronger and to be brave. I know there’s a lot of sad or happy story but when I
knew my little sister is coming and my uncle died it is the most important story for me.
My future self is becoming more responsible because my mom is telling to be more
responsible for my little sister and for school. I think I’m becoming more lazier because one day
I didn’t do any homework, and when I get home I just eat and watch T.V everyday. My future
self will becoming a nurse because my mom wants me to be a nurse because she’s a Health
2. Joy Abaya
8-73
October 13 2011
Cared Aid , so I could help my brothers , parents , and grandparents. My goal is to be an artist, I
will achieve it by ignoring my mom because she keeps telling me what would my job be.