Born in a country in terrible shape, my life has been difficult. As a young child in Bangladesh, I have gone through a lot. Sickness to hardship, I have lived my life knowing just how to get by. From all past events, I have hard time remembering any. I depend on my family to learn of my past. The person from whom I have learned the most about my past was none other than my mother, the women who carried me in her belly through the hardships for nine months.
After birth I have been lucky to be not effected by the terrible flood to take place in my birth city of Chittagong (8/15/1988). At the age of one I have gone through near death experience when I have been affected by back-to-back diarrhea. Although memory of that moment is not memorable to me, my mother remembers it as if happened yesterday. Waking up in the morning, I have been sickened by a dreadful poisoning causing me to have a change of look. My eyes deepened over the white colored, dehydrated face. Without any energy left and not being able to speak or be entertained, I lied on my bed for days.
After a few days, I have recovered. When it seemed that I have fully cured, the sickness returned worse than before. Then it returned again stronger and worse than ever. Not knowing what to do my parents rushed me to the nearest pharmacy about 2-3 miles from home. The doctors spending no time rushed me into a private checking room. While lying me down on bed, the nurse pierces through my skin a sharp pointy needle containing liquid that helped my body stay away from dehydration. Not being able to do anything, I stayed lying on the bed until I fell asleep. Waking up under a bright light, I noticed people staring at me as if I woke up after being dead for a week. I felt much better and was able to sit up and do all things I have normally done. After a while I get reunited with my parents from whom tears fell out like raindrops.
Knowing of the past is very important. Although no one can remember the event exactly as it is, it should still be cherished for what you do know. Pretending or making up your past is not the same as living it. If a person do not know of their past or cannot remember, they always have their family or their friends to help them. Life for example me, I have a very hard time remembering things. I have no idea of the events that happened in my past. But I learned of it from my family and my friends.
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