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Pikes Peak Community College: My Autobiography 1
Pikes Peak Community College: My Autobiography 1
My Autobiography
Autobiography
Chrystal Connolly
ECE 101
By
Sari-Marie Barnes
October 2012
My Autobiography 2
Abstract
My Autobiography
Telling your story isn’t all that simple. Neither is mine. In the simplest of words, I am
still growing to know myself, who I am, and eager to see who I’ll become. Every aspect of my
life has shaped me as a person and why I want to become a director, especially my childhood.
You could say that I have been socially formed, like any other person, but everyone is unique.
My background, my culture, my family and the main figures in my life set the stage of my story
as of now.
Before I came into this world, my mother already knew she would call me Sari. My name
was chosen from the Bible, from Sarah’s experience. Sarah was Abraham’s wife and was an old
women in her nineties when she miraculously conceived a child. Sari, is a form of Sarai (Sarah’s
name before God had renamed her after the miracle birth of her unexpected son, Isaac) and in
Hebrew it means “ my princess”. Also, I was the firstborn child in my family. My parents were
young when they married and had me. My mother, Victoria, wed at eighteen right out of high
school to my father, Michael, who was twenty two. My mother was pregnant with me at nineteen
and had me only four days after she turned twenty (I was my mom’s belated birthday gift). Just
like many children early on, my parents gave me great care and provided my for my physical
needs. They enrolled me in preschool and kindergarten. Since my family is very spiritual, they
put me and some of my siblings in a Lutheran preschool and kindergarten. However, back in
2000, my parents divorced. I was only eight years old. My dad worked as much as he could to
provide for us as a family early on. With his work stress and drinking at the time came a short
fuse, which led to all the fights between him and my mother, which led to the divorce. My
mother was then forced on her own with three little girls. I can say that growing up for a short
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time with just my mother and my sisters was hard. After she lost her job at one of the clinics
which she worked, we lost the small apartment we were staying in and had to fall back on my
Nana and Papa ( my great grandparents). After that, I had the worst time in school. I was bullied
by my peers for my appearance and had a lot of self-esteem issues because of my weight, which
was due to a childhood diagnosis of hypothyroidism. I was pretty shattered and felt like I
At sixteen years old I was living with my dad and step mom. I had signed up for choir
that year at my high school in Billings, Montana and had the most amazing teacher I’ve had the
pleasure to meet in all my high school years: Mr. Corey. He was tall, broad shouldered, and had
a rotund middle. Despite Mr. Corey’s big and intimidating appearance, he was a kind,
warmhearted man. He had a passion for music and kids. Every moment in his class made me
much more confident in myself and it always cheered me up. So when it came to picking a career
early on, I knew right away that teaching was it. I wanted to be like the man that taught me, gave
me confidence and comfort. He allowed me be myself and do incredible things. When came my
super senior year here in Colorado, I decided to switch my college degree from teaching to
Conclusion
Today I work towards this goal determined to make a difference for children. My life
experiences have led me here on the road to becoming a director in the future. I trust that
someday, through classes such as these and through much wonderful experience in this field, that
I go over and beyond to make children’s experiences much happier than mine growing up and