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Sio Tevaga Autobiography
Sio Tevaga
Nov. 27, 2007
Business 102
Autobiography
First of all, my name is Sio Tevaga; I am the youngest out of three. I was raised in the island of Samoa which is located about 5000 miles south of Hawaii. As a little kid, I was always competitive in all that I did especially when it came to sports. For example, racing was the one thing that I would say I mastered simply because I would out run all the kids that would race against me. Around the age of nine, that’s when my life started to turn in terms of blessings and trials. One ordinary day at home, our phone rang and my mother answered it as if she would answer any other phone calls. The one thing that hit me was when she started to cry. As a kid, I went and hugged her keeping
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The thing that really caught my eyes and the way I felt was the selfishness of the students that were their. In addition to this, one day as the lunch bell rang and as the students are racing to win the front spot in line, I took my time simply because my mom made me lunch. As I was eating, I noticed a kid next to me with no food, so inside I felt bad and so I offered him my whole entire lunch. The funny thing is, the very next day at lunch time, guess who didn’t have food this time? Yeah me! So sitting their expecting the same kid I offered food too the previous day to give me some of his, he doesn’t even bother looking at me. As I got older and got into high school, things got really ugly my freshman year. Hanging out with the wrong crowd changed my whole perspective on school and how I should apply my knowledge to school work. I can honestly say that my highest grade was probably a C out of the whole year. The beginning of my life changing didn’t take place till my sophomore year when I met my older cousin who decided to be hard on me in school. Part of that was him keeping me into football and other sports he thought I would be good in. It wasn’t till junior year in high school where I really took football

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