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Of Greek descendant a chubby baby was born to Michael and Kristine Kounelis on the 21st of July, 1995. Of whom was the second born by just fifteen months to her sister, Savannah Kristine Kounelis. Aubrey Michelle Kounelis spent her young years growing up in a small cul-de-sac where warm summer days with her sister were spent splashing in the stream down the road. Gathering as much mud and snails as they could to put in their fish tank at home for more pets. The first time death visited young Aubrey was to take her pet frog away, Thumper, who mysteriously vanished from his aquarium, never again to be seen. Aubrey’s first love came at the left side of the house on the property line; there the most delicious and beautiful blackberries grew taller and bigger than Aubrey herself. …show more content…
Eventually, the Kounelis family had to leave their small home and move to a colonial style house custom built by Aubrey’s father. However, there is no better send off than when mischievous Aubrey snuck upstairs and stole her father’s underpants; returning to the front yard she stuffed a water balloon in the front “pocket” and raised it on the flag pole; her friends laughing as it hung over the house proudly. In the new house, Aubrey who had grown to the age of six could think of no better welcome gift than to poop in the warm bathtub water with her sister. Although no guilt would be seen on her face, her mother was not pleased with Aubrey. Aubrey started and finished her K through twelve career at Mattawan Consolidated Schools.
High school took a toll on Aubrey, as many of her friends grouped together and decided she was the newfound spawn of satan- outcasting what was once a loving relationship with a swift “you can’t sit with us.” She then graduated in 2013 somewhere in the middle of her class since her freshmen year was not very successful. Aubrey’s parents began talking to her about colleges’ and when they should start visiting them. Aubrey, having experienced the process with her sister, wanted nothing to do with colleges, and avoided talking about it like a woman of 1666 avoided the plague. Finally, Aubrey and her family decided on Western Michigan University, enrolling her in the Frostic School of Art, she studied Art Education. During this time, her last living Grandfather began a steady decline towards deaths. At the age of 89 he passed away, leaving the Kounelis family the owners of his house in Portage, MI; which happened to be where Aubrey’s father grew up. Aubrey lead a peaceful life, trying to go with the flows of fate decided the path of her education. All in all, Aubrey’s greatest wish was to remain
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While growing up Taylor knows that she has no desire to live the life of the average young girl from Pittman. She says, “Mama always said barefoot and pregnant was not my style.”(3) Taylor finally decided to take a risk, she left her home and everything that she had known since growing up and started her old ‘55 Volkswagen out on the road for a new life. While in Oklahoma, Taylor recieved an Indian child from a woman claiming that the child's mom had died and that the baby girl had no one else. Taylor named the baby “Turtle” and headed out with her and risks that went with raising a baby. Finally settling in Arizona, Taylor had driven across the country with little money and taken a baby she knew nothing about. As if the risks weren’t enough already, the search for a job and a place to live were still ahead. Taylor finally found a room she loved, a room mate Louann, and, a job ironically in a local tire business.
Further, throughout the book, Sadie and Bessie continuously reminds the reader of the strong influence family life had on their entire lives. Their father and mother were college educated and their father was the first black Episcopal priest and vice principal at St. Augustine Co...
Taylor Greer had been running away from premature pregnancy her entire life. Afraid that she would wind up just another hick in Pittman County, she left town and searched for a new life out West. On her way getting there, she acquires Turtle, an abandoned three-year-old Native American girl. Taylor knows that keeping Turtle is a major responsibility, being that she was abandoned and abused. Yet, Taylor knows that she is the best option that Turtle has, as far as parental figures go. "Then you are not the parent or guardian?’…. ‘Look,’ I said. ‘I’m not her real mother, but I’m taking care of her now. She’s not with her original family anymore." (Kingsolver 162) As the story progresses, Taylor accepts Turtle as part of life. This sacrifice later turns into a blessing.
Debi Faris recently made the sad drive, again, from her home in Yucaipa, California, to the Los Angeles County coroner's office to retrieve the body of a baby boy who had been left by a dumpster. Ms. Faris, her husband, Mark, and others laid baby Jacob (who was named by the police officer who found the child) to rest in the Garden of Angels, a small portion of a local cemetery the Farises established for abandoned infants in 1996. With the help of donations, they bought 44 plots four years ago. Baby Jacob was the 45th abandoned child buried there, forcing them to look for new space among the tombstones. "I never thought in our lifetimes we'd use them all," said Debi Faris.
The Anderson family is an African-American pair of grandparents –Ernie and Audrey—raising their daughter’s three children. Their daughter and her husband were killed in a car accident recently; however, the grandchildren had been living with the grandparents before this untimely tragedy due to financial hardships experienced by the family. There are three children, two of which appear to be adjusting well, and have supports in place. The main concern of Ernie and Audrey surround their 3-month old granddaughter, Artesia. Artesia was born with an extremely low birth weight, and has faced other health problems since delivery. While Artesia’s mother was pregnant with her, it was reported that they had been living in a car. Artesia’s mother did not receive proper medical care, as well as engaged in proper self-care, during the pregnancy due to her
On November 17, 1942 Evelyn and John VandenBosch gave birth to their first daughter, Yvonne VandenBosch. She was born in Butterworth Hospital located in the growing city of Grand Rapids, Michigan but that was not home for long. Along with her two siblings, Carol and Joan, Yvonne had a mother that could not stay planted for long. By the age of eight Yvonne had lived in Michigan, Oregon, and Texas. The moving took a toll on Yvonne’s view of life. She was always looking for something new or different, similar to the way her mother acted. With an ever-moving mother came a father that was always looking for new ways to make money for the family. On one occasion, her father thought it would be a good idea to buy rabbits and raise them. For some odd
Her parents meet at a social gathering in town and where married shortly thereafter. Marie’s name was chosen by her grandmother and mother, “because they loved to read the list was quite long with much debate over each name.” If she was a boy her name would have been Francis, so she is very happy to have born a girl. Marie’s great uncle was a physician and delivered her in the local hospital. Her mother, was a housewife, as was the norm in those days and her father ran his own business. Her mother was very close with her parents, two brothers, and two sisters. When her grandmother was diagnosed with asthma the family had to move. In those days a warm and dry climate was recommended, Arizona was the chosen state. Because her grandma could never quite leave home, KY, the family made many trips between the states. These trips back and forth dominated Marie’s childhood with her uncles and aunts being her childhood playmates.
In Paul Toughmay’s “Who Gets to Graduate,” he follows a young first year college student, Vanessa Brewer, explaining her doubts, fears, and emotions while starting her college journey. As a student, at the University of Texas Brewer feels small and as if she doesn’t belong. Seeking advice from her family she calls her mom but after their conversation Brewer feels even more discouraged. Similar to Brewer I have had extreme emotions, doubts, and fears my freshman year in college.
Eva was the single mother of three kids. She was the matriarchal figure in her household, which did not only consist of her children, Pear, Plum, and Hannah and Hannah’s daughter Sula, but also many others who boarded in her house. There were three young boys, all named Dewey by Eva, who had arrived to the house at the same time. Eva knew that if she named them all the same name it would make them feel as though they were equally loved and cared about. Such name-calling created a positive camaraderie between them. Also in the boarding house resided a drunk, Tar Baby, and various newlyweds. Eva kept the whole house under control.
On March 26, 1955 Ellen Hopkins was born in Long Beach, California. She was adopted by an older couple, her father Albert was 72 and her mother Valerie, was 42 at the time. Always wanting to meet her birth parents, Ellen found her birth mother Toni Chandler in the year 2000. She herself had been writing poetry her entire life. She also found out she has a half sister named Fran, and a birth father who she has yet to meet. Ellen had a cheerful childhood growing up in neighborhood full of famous people such as Elvis Presley, Bob Hope, Kirk Douglas and Arnold Palmer. She won almost every creative writing contest she entered at Santa Ynez Valley Union High School which ...
Born in Brussels, on May 4, 1929, to Baroness Ella van Heemstra Hepburn-Ruston and Joseph Victor Anthony Ruston, Audrey Kathleen van Heemstra Ruston encountered her first trial of life only twenty-one days after her birth (Paris 6). After contracting whooping cough the disease became so serious that Audrey stopped breathing. If it had not have been for the quick thinking of her mother and a slight spanking to start her breathing, Audrey would not have survived (Paris 7). “There was no giving up on this baby,” said her son, Sean, in later years, “I think that had an effect on her whole life, [as if she’d been given] a second chance” (Paris 7).
Marie, who is a product of an abusive family, is influenced by her past, as she perceives the relationship between Callie and her son, Bo. Saunders writes, describing Marie’s childhood experiences, “At least she’d [Marie] never locked on of them [her children] in a closet while entertaining a literal gravedigger in the parlor” (174). Marie’s mother did not embody the traditional traits of a maternal fig...
Katherine Anne Porter is a Pulitzer Prize-winning American journalist, essayist, short story writer, novelist, and political activist known for writing thought provoking stories of the human heart and nature around our lives through relatable everyday realities. Although the writer claims, “I do not believe in style. The style is you”, the structures of her works are very complex. In Porter’s short story, “The Grave”, two main characters are introduced as siblings named Miranda, 9, and Paul, 12. The encounters the children have with their findings in the old graveyard of the silver dove and gold ring come to mean much more than the reader realizes at first glance. Lacking the guidance of a mother figure, Miranda grows up in a male dominated
The dark, black sky was covered with a million bright shining stars. The moon shimmered above a small town in the suburbs of London. The gentle wind swept past the bare trees and danced with the leaves below it, creating a colourful array of orange, yellow, red and brown. Across the street, a light was on in a small house where a tall, dark haired woman stood, talking to her two children Nicola and Erin. While she was tucking them in Erin asked, “Mummy, will you tell us a story please?” “I’m sorry but its time to go to sleep now,” she said. “Please mummy,” begged Nicola “Okay but only one story,” she replied “This story is about how I got lost when I was a young girl and how I met an incredible man. It all began when…”
Growing up together in a big household in a semirural corner of Alexandria, the twins were a source of family amusement. At age 3, their older sisters, Sylvia, Tina and Rosalind, would plunk them down in little chairs and dress them as royalty. Sharon, in knee socks and a towel turban, would be the king. Sherry was the queen, festooned with costume jewelry. "Sharon would have this exuberant clowning expression all the time, while Sherry was always more serious-looking, even as a baby," says Tina. "That was one of the ways we could tell them apart." Sharon was headstrong and heedless; Sherry was polite and careful. Sherry was sugar, Sharon spice.