Personal Narrative: My Life In New Holland

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I recall the day when the news of my impending relocation to Australia reached me. At that time, a mere child of tender age, scarcely ten years old, I found myself alone for a modest loaf of bread. The severity of the consequences is far worse than the rivalry of my rage. Thus, I found myself banished to the distant colony of New Holland. My birth happened on the 17th of April in the year 1780, amidst terrible circumstances and enduring neglect over the years. However, everything changed after the theft of a small loaf from an establishment at the intersection of Williams Street. Upon being caught in the act by the corrupt storekeeper, my survival instincts propelled me into flight upon sighting the approaching constables. A frantic escape happened. leading me from the urban downtown area near the harbor, running for my …show more content…
This escape was a recurrent chapter in my life for over a decade—looking for establishments and fleeing the scene. Getting caught by the authorities, I found myself cornered in a corner near a rock in the harbor, as many policemen grabbed me and put me in handcuffs. 7 days and nights later, my judgment was on the very day of my birthday. The threatening voice of the judge echoed through the halls of the Supreme Court as he announced, ‘I, at this moment, sentence you to life in prison in the penal colonies in New Holland.

Our vessel, a retired navy ship, was our home for an indefinite amount of time. We walked through the harbor. As we saw the desolation and neglect, the coming months were filled with poverty and neglect, as food became scarce and, at times, forgotten like the dreams of others. Aboard the Endeavour, I found a very pointy and smooth stone to use as a tool to breach a small