Structure of a Personal Narrative Essay 
Structure of a Personal Narrative Essay, In this world there are one of a thousand babies are born with hearing lost in either one or both ears. I happened to ne one of these newborn babies, however it was discovered months later. I was diagnosed with profound deafness for both ears which is the most serious one among the levels of hearing lost. I heard nothing, only silent of voices and I can feel there are sounds coming out around me but there is just nothing. In order to provide me the hearing, the doctors decided to operate me. It has been fourteen years later since the first operation although I have had more then one.
When I was about six months old, my mother noticed that I didn’t response to the noises or when she called me. Soon she brought me to the doctors to examine me. The doctors believe that I have the opportunity to hear again. My family were very sure that I need to be able to hear this world but they were afraid of the surgery because I could be paralyze or possibly death, if the doctors touches or lightly goes by like a button system thing in my head. I had no clue what made them decided to have the operation on my left side of my head. I believe it was the first hardest and bravest major decision they had ever mad on me which I really appreciate.
My first operation happened in Taiwan when I was about 1 years old. However I don’t remember anything at all but from the photos and the stories that my family told. From all of these things, I noticed that this operation had changed my families’ life and as well as mine for good. About a few years later, I started to hear noises like a heavy motorcycle’s sound which I think its nothing because I heard this kind of sounds a lot especially on the main street and motorcycle is everywhere in Taiwan. Soon I felt very confused of the sounds because I could hear it even I was at a quiet place. I believe what I did back then was to ignore it although I don’t remember the reasons. One day, I told my
When I was about six months old, my mother noticed that I didn’t response to the noises or when she called me. Soon she brought me to the doctors to examine me. The doctors believe that I have the opportunity to hear again. My family were very sure that I need to be able to hear this world but they were afraid of the surgery because I could be paralyze or possibly death, if the doctors touches or lightly goes by like a button system thing in my head. I had no clue what made them decided to have the operation on my left side of my head. I believe it was the first hardest and bravest major decision they had ever mad on me which I really appreciate.
My first operation happened in Taiwan when I was about 1 years old. However I don’t remember anything at all but from the photos and the stories that my family told. From all of these things, I noticed that this operation had changed my families’ life and as well as mine for good. About a few years later, I started to hear noises like a heavy motorcycle’s sound which I think its nothing because I heard this kind of sounds a lot especially on the main street and motorcycle is everywhere in Taiwan. Soon I felt very confused of the sounds because I could hear it even I was at a quiet place. I believe what I did back then was to ignore it although I don’t remember the reasons. One day, I told my