Eulogy For Dummies

A widowed mother and her son stand on the area outside of their apartment thinking of the times they had with the father. It had been about 3 months since they were last with him. Tough times led after he died, food shortages, income decrease, and Donny felt like he was living in poverty. They were living in a one bedroom apartment, and it was hard to get the smallest of privacy. Donny and his mother were very lucky to get this apartment, even though the stench of spoiled milk overpowered the fresh air coming through the window. They just about made the cut on affording Donny to go to school.
At school, Donny felt like he learned nothing, because it seemed as if he did that before. He did not pay attention much in school, he liked hands on learning, but his teacher never did that.
“O.K., class,” Mrs. E. told us, “It’s time to start our presentations on the U.S.A.”
Donny paid a bit more attention on the word “presentations.”
“These will require you to present one state to the class, minimum slides are 10, this is a very big grade for your social studies,” Mrs. E informed us.
Now Donny was all ears.

Projects were Donny’s favorite, he most liked the fact of how he could put anything into his ‘knowledge shrine’ as he called it.

Donny loved making projects, especially ones with glue and scissors. But he didn’t have glue and scissors. This was fine, any project was good. He started by titling the first slide ‘Oregon’, then he started putting a background of the flag into it. Next, he went to slide two and put some information he already knew about Oregon, minimum wage is $9.75, the main cities; Portland and Salem, then put down a landmark he knew: Hells Canyon. Now he studied. Donny studied for the whole class period, and took notes while doing

so.
When he got home he headed to the kitchen and started his homework. After that, he studied for what seemed like days. When he finished he went out the door, clattered his feet down the long metal steps, then he got to ground level and went to the right, when he got to his destination, he climbed up the ladder and went down the slide. He noticed a soccer game going on at the field across the road. He always wanted to go play soccer there. But that team was travel and he most likely wouldn’t be able to drive somewhere every weekend. He always wanted to learn to dribble a ball, score a goal, and work with his teammates.
After he finished what he was doing back at the park, he then just walked around the apartment building, right in the middle of a bustling city nestled close to the middle of Utah.
Then he got bored after about a minute and went back up to the apartment he called home.
There he found his mother was home and watching television in the living room. When he found the television was occupied he just went to his room the read his favorite book series, Harry Potter. He was on the book Deathly Hallows and just finished reading the line, “Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving,” a very inspirational part of the book, and possibly his favorite.
It was eight o’clock, his bedtime, which he thought was awfully convenient because he had nothing to do when it got dark. He knew no kids that lived in this building but wished he could have a friend. After he woke up, he went to the kitchen to get his favorite cereal, Lucky Charms. As he ate, he read the back of the box, as always. After he did that he brushed his teeth, then headed out the door to his bus stop, which was two blocks away.