When I was 6, I came home from school to find fire trucks, an ambulance, and a police car at my house. I had no idea what was going on, and I was scared. My house had caught fire with my mom, brother and sister inside. My dad was at work when it started.

It was an electrical fire caused by shoddy work from the electrician/landlord that had worked on the house. All my family was able to get out without being hurt thank God, but when the fire was out, many of our belongings were gone, and the rest were damaged by the smoke and fire despite the efforts of the firemen. They tried very hard that day to get the fire out fast and for that, we thank them.

We ended up living in a hotel behind my parents shop for about 6 months. I saw how hard it was on my mom and dad to get things back to normal. That was a hard time for my family, but in the end I truly believe that those experiences in my life made me who I am today.

Although I have not been able to live out my dream as a smokejumper yet, I still have hope. I am trying to do my part in whatever way I can. I proudly support the National Park System, and I donate to all the fire departments I can. I know it is not much, but every little bit does make a difference.

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