Sophia Oduro  Prof. Alice Kimara  RNG 92-1080  11/15/2012  Narrative essay                                           Stereotype Smokers  I grew up in a typical village that you will  neer  memorise any one smoking  process I came to visit my uncle in the   city. When I came to the city, I  notice something that it was  contrastive from the village.   I saw  hoi polloi smoking at   all corner in the city. This make me to stereotype people in the city. The reason was when I was growing up my father told me is a bad behavior when people smoke. He told me smokers have  postal code but destruction of people. He also told a   foundation about a  humilitary personnel being that killed his wife, because of over smoking.   This made me type-cast people who smoke, and talked bad about them anywhere I go. I  mobilise my six grade teacher that I  apply to served him with his lunch,   each(prenominal) lunch time I stop because he was a smoker. I did not have anything to do with smokers because th   ey are evil.   I also remember when my elder sister met this nice man, who did everything for my sister, and the   repose of the family, but for his smoking, I tried to convince my sister to   cinch reed of him, which she refused and it created hatred among us.   But one good day, I became to know that not every smoker is evil.

 This is what happened; I met a gentle man when I came to visit my uncle in the city at my uncle store. Because my mother was not doing better, so I had to   foretell and helped my uncle in the family store.   This man came and asked me the prices of the things, but he did not   vitiate anything   . He sat down and started asking me question!   s. In the   speak I told him my mother is sick that why I am here helping. To cut the story short ,   this strange man gave me money to give to my mother when I go home, he also asked me if he can come home and  entrance my mother, but I did not liked his idea so I told him no. He toke my number, and he would call me every single day to ask about my mother.   My mother   ailment became worse, and she needed a medicine which a Doctor...If you want to   come across a full essay, order it on our website: 
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