We are gonna have a declamation on January and I got the piece 'I Stowed Away' I wanna share my piece to you so I uploaded it and now here it is! 

I Stowed Away

You say I'm disobedient, ungrateful. You laugh at me, despise me, pity me, ridicule me. You say I'm a rejected child. SAy what you want to say against me. But do you know why I became this way? Do you? It's not because I'm disobedient, ungrateful. No, no, no! I repeat a  hundred times, no!

I ran away from home. How could a child of my age ran away from home? Yes, it robbed me of  my right to do good in this society. My potential to do good has been wasted..... A waste of talent, a waste of intelligence but believe me, I'm not ungrateful. Neither am I disobedient, I am what I am today because............................................ No, listen to my story first.

My mother passed away when I was five. I was her only child. It didn't take a year when father brought home a woman who later turned out to be my stepmother. A few months later, Father fell seriously ill. He became bedridden for years without end. He used up all of the family's savings for hospitalization and medicine. It was my stepmother's turn to feed and clothe us. She was the boss in the house.

Every time I made a petty mistake, my stepmother would berate me. She abused me, often, I knew father was not happy about the whole thing but he could not do anything.

Most of the time, I was left to do the heavy works at home, while my two half-brothers were allowed to play as conviniently as they wished. Every time they had their meals, my stepmother would ask me to wait for them. It was only after they had their fill that she would allow me to feed my father. And I was lefgt nothing more to eat except their leftover.

My dear father was aware of all that was happening but he could not say anything for me. My stepmother deprived me of joys, comfort and love of a family which my half-brothers wnjoyed to the fullest.

I tried  to excel in school. It was in school where I felt I belonged. My teacher gave me warmth which I never felt from my stepmother. My classmates were all good to me. I was their leader. i thought my stepmother's indeliberence to me would turn to love if I brought her honor. But it didn't. She just hated me more because  of my half brothers didn't fare well in school.

Now, I have finished my elementary education and I'm on my top class. We were told to bring our parents to attend our graduation day. Father could not go, of course!

That morning, I heard Father talking to my stepmother. "Laura, your son is graduating tonight. Please attend the graduation for me. Let us just this once make him happy?"

My stepmother shouted I'm not going! I have no stepson! None! Do you hear me? Didn't I tell you that before? Didn't I?

Then I heard a loud thud! As my stepmother frantically shouted. Lando! Lando! Water! Get some water, hurry!

I ran to the room with a glass of water and I saw my stepmother clutching my father. Father's face looked unusual. I felt his pulse. It wasn't beating anymore! I knew he left us forever. I never felt more alone  than at that moment.

During the wake, I felt numb. I was sad, but no tears fell down my cheecks. When my father finally laid down to rest, I made my decision.

With just a bundle of clothes, I left our house for good. I was really at a loss as to where my feet would lead me.

But I know that, For every step I take God will always be with me. For haven't I suffered enough

I DO NOT OWN THIS PIECE. I JUST POSTED IT HERE INCASE SOMEONE IS LOOKING FOR IT

I hope I'll do good inour declamation wooo wish me luck :))