Me - Michael Mesa Miami

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(Free-Press-Release.com) December 21, 2009 --

I still wonder where I would have been if not I was brought to St Josephs’ orphanage at Miami. My name is Michael Mesa Miami . By the time I have the ability to think, I had a best friend, Smith my room mate at orphanage. We shared all sorrows and happiness together. Till early teens when I was adopted by a rich professor the orphanage was my home. Sister Mary, head matron of the orphanage was very kind to both Smith and me. I was very sad to leave smith when I went with the professor. We both cried a lot and for the first few months my step father used to take me to orphanage to share at least one hour per week with my closest friend. With my persistence my school was not changed. So during off time in academics we use to meet. My stepfathers name is Daniel Mesa; her wife Mathilda Mesa was very kind and loving. She gave me the love of a mother. Since the couple had no children, they considered me the most important thing. I am really happy for them but I lost my freedom to do things in my own way. This was very abnormal to me at beginning. As I finished my school, I joined catering college. I wanted to be rich and famous fast. The best way I found for that is car racing. My stepfather had a land cruiser which I used to take for the raises. I lost some money in the beginning, but later got addicted. I remember the day when I got second place in grand motor race. Almost all the local daily had my picture in their third page. I was the local hero for sometime. Last week when I participated in the motor show race, got in to an accident which brought me here with one leg hanged up, thinking of my past.