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Communication between parent and children
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“Only mothers can think of the future - because they give birth to it into their children.” ~ Maxim Gorky. My mom use to tell me that I was her miracle baby, that the day was perfect when I was born. March 20th 2002, at exactly 11:40 a.m, my mom saw me for the very first time; at that moment she knew that I was a girl, her little girl. My mom likes to tell me that she can remember that exact day in Jasper at Memorial Hospital, that it was perfect how my mother was able to sign Danica instead of the name my father wanted. When she signed Suzanne Anderson and my father Randall Kleeman she told me that my dad was so happy that tears rolled down his cheeks and onto my birth certificate. Even though I had some complications, with …show more content…
my mom's hips being way too small and me being turned the wrong way, there were many people to see me, like my Mamaw, Aunt, Grandma, Grandpa, and my mom's closest friends. When coming home, my mom told me my room was filled with baby Loony Toons characters, from the top to the bottom. Since my mom wanted to keep my gender a surprise there was not one single shade of Blue or Pink anywhere. Which because of that I like to think that I wasn't a girly girl who likes pink, or purple, and i'll never be one. As I started to get older, many people would tell me I was a very cute little girl. My hair was a natural curl, It use to look like my mom got me up every morning just to curl my hair, well at least that's what people have told me. While getting older I finally got over that baby Loony Toon room, and went with a room with sorta green walls and a white/pink/blue bedspread. Not long after I was born my dad had to leave for to go to some places over in another country. After a few months my dad came back to the U.S but was stationed in Washington. Mom and Dad got into a fight one night then they broke up. A year or two after that my mom met a guy, we all lived together for a little while. Than we moved to Chestnut Grove Rd. , being an only child was fun, but around our house which was in the middle of nowhere wasn't. So my moms boyfriends sister moved up the road with her two kids Baylee, and Anthony. Sometimes when my cousin Baylee and I went into the woods we acted out our favorite movie at the time, which was Pocahontas we would dress up it all tan cloths and have our mom braid our hair than we would put a headband on halfway on our forehead. There were many places for all of us kids to go but every kids favorite was sorta like a junkyard thing, where all the residents would put items they didn't want there, all the kids took advantage of that, all of us kids had stuff like secret hiding places, so that when we had “wars” no one could find us. I remember walking through the junkyard with my cousin Baylee, it was about an hour before all of us kids decided to have a war, but Baylee and I were climbing on a bunch of junk, when I fell through. At first I screamed but after Baylee went through the hole we had figured out that this would be the perfect hiding place. It was perfectly domed shaped with trash, and there was more than enough room for two pre-Ks. The junkyard was also like a museum of rare artifacts, we would always find the most coolest junk there. Stuff like old records, magazines, car bits, and piles of other things, we practically ran the junkyard! Out of all of the kids there Trent was my best friend when I lived down there. We always did everything together, whether it was me spending the night, getting on the bus to go to pre-K, or even bath time. No matter what we were usually together 24/7. It was the middle of my kindergarten year, and while coming home from school one afternoon, I saw that my mom's car was at my house. I quickly ran in and asked her why was she home and a bunch of other stuff that little kids ask. She said to me that she was home because her contractions with the baby were getting worse. After hearing that I went into my room disgusted and did my counting homework, only to come out and see my moms boyfriend helping her out of a soaking wet chair in our living room. I ran to my mother and asked her why she had peed in our chair, she told me that it wasn't pee, it's just that her water broke so she was going to the hospital to have my little sister. At first I loved the idea of a little brother or sister, but like always I was wrong. After a few minutes my mom, her boyfriend and I all went into my mother's car, my mom knowing that I wouldn't want to sit into a waiting room all night, mom called my aunt and asked her to come and get me from the hospital because “it was time”. After staying with my aunt for a few hours, she finally put me and the rest of her kids in her car and we headed off to the hospital. As we arrived my aunt had all of us kids run to the room, only to see that my mom was sleeping, but I quietly went over to the baby holder thing and there she was my sister Abriannah Faye Ingle. The next few years Abri just got more and more annoying, but thankfully I was in school for what felt like the whole day so I never really had to deal with her. By now I was in the fifth grader at William Tell Elementary , my teacher Mr. Jarboe had to be the best teacher I have had so far. I thought I was the luckiest girl ever, because I was in a class with my two best friends Jenna who had been my best friend since the third grade and Brianna who Jenna and I sorta of recruited for the year. So it was one day when Brianna, Jenna, and I were all suppose to go over to Jenna's house for the spring break weekend, when my cousin Alexia and I got called to the office with our things. When Alexia and I got there I tried to explain that I couldn't go home (which at the time I was living with my aunt) and I kept saying I had to go to Jennas. They quickly told my that my mom had my little brother, and that my social worker Kim was going to drop Alexia off at my aunts and was going to take me to the hospital to see my new baby brother, I was so excited! Halfway to the my aunt's house Alexia had started to throw a fit, saying that she wanted to go see the baby too. Kim tried to explain that Matt which is Alexias dad was going to take her to see the baby in a little while or at least until Kim had dropped me off, Alexia finally stopped to agree that; that was okay. When Kim and I got to the hospital, Kim had explained to me that we were already late and we had to rush to the room if I wanted as much time with my sister and new baby brother as possible. When I got to the room I saw my mom holding him, I went up to her and asked what she had named him? She told me that his name was Kaehlor Zade Ingle, after she had told me that I remember saying to her we should name him Zadyn, but I thought that Zade for a middle name was pretty good too. After what felt like 20 million years, I was finally in TCJSHS (Tell City JR.
SR. High School) It was a new year, which meant finding new friends. That's the hardest part of high school is finding new friends, especially when your two best friends ditch you, so that they can be a cheerleaders, but it's okay because I still had one really good friend that i've known forever Leann. After a few weeks at school I realized that all the people I use to talk to, we wouldn't talk anymore. After a few weeks of being in school we got new student, It was a girl named Desha. I really wanted to be the one to show her around but someone else did, but a good thing was she was in some of my classes. Leslie she's my “Bae” that's what we called each other so people would know that we were bestfriends. We did everything together, whether it was a project in a class or just joking around. Leslie and I sat with each other every single day, with a few other friends. It was about five months into the school year when I got some bad news about my kidney which put me at home for a whole week. When I got back I realized how much change can happen in a week, Leslie no longer talked to me and the whole time I was gone only one of my friends was worried about me, but it wasn't Leslie. After all those months I had forgotten about Desha, but then in math we were assigned to do a project together. That project made us best friends. After that project whenever we got the chance to work with …show more content…
partners it was always me and Desha. Desha is really smart, which I find funny because I was struggling to get through math, but after Desha became my friend I started to get better and better. It was around march 16/17 which that meant my birthday and spring break! I didn't do much over spring break except for hanging out with Desha and all of my other friends. After spring break was over it felt like summer was just around the corner, and before I knew it was summer vacation and we were out of school. Over the years my family and I have had some pretty good times.
I remember this one time when I was with my mom and my brother, sister, and cousin Camille. We all decided that we should go and do something since it was the middle of fall and it was a decent temperature outside, we all had mentioned different thing and my mom started putting piece by piece together. After a few minutes she had said that she knew of a place where we could do all of that. At first we were all so excited while driving to wherever she was taking us, but when we get there all hopes were thrown out the window, we were at a hiking trail. From by previous experience with my dad, by older cousins Gabby and Cameron, and younger cousin Clara, and my father's fiancee Claire, I realized that this trail was a lot of fun. I told Abri and Camille I knew of a place where you could see all of the woods, at first they didn't believe me but after walking for a hour or so we finally got to the spot. I soon realized that the rock to climb to get to the spot was way too tall for them, but that didn't stop me from pushing them up the rock. While all of us girls were getting up on the rock by mom was heading down into a valley thing so she could get the perfect picture. After about 20 minutes we were all on the rock I pointed Abriannah and Camille in the right direction and they were astonished by the view. After getting down from the rock and back to mom the sun was setting, so we all ran to the
car before it was completely dark. As soon as we get to the car we all had a good laugh and Camille Abri and I told mom and Kaehlor about the view.
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Rap has surpassed Rock and many other genres today in music. In the the year 2017, eight of the 10 most listened to artist were rap artist. Artist like Lil Uzi Vert, Future, and Cardi B have topped charts and have songs listed as the top 10 best selling tracks. All rap albums have similar structures such as telling a real-life story, features from known artist and a hit song. In a good rap album an artist must tell a real-life story.
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“Perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. That a few dozen hours can affect the outcome of whole lifetimes” (Roy 32). Baby Kochamma’s life changed the day she first saw Father Mulligan. She became obsessed with him, and that obsession shaped the way the rest of her life turned out. The lengths Baby Kochamma went to to get the attention of Father Mulligan were insane: she converted to Roman Catholicism, staged charity events, and became a nun just to get closer to him. The reason Baby Kochamma is so hateful towards everyone is because of what happened with Father Mulligan. If Baby Kochamma had never met Father Mulligan, she would not be a grumpy old women who hates most everything, including Rahel and Estha.
Little Matthew Joseph came into my baby photographer studio when he was just 7 days new. His parents Nicole and Chris brought him into their family on March 3, 2016. He was 7 pounds 11 ounces at birth and measured 20 inches.
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I gave birth to a healthy, beautiful baby girl named Luna. Jeffrey has taken quite a liking to being a big brother. He likes to hold and rocker her and helps with feeding her. Jeffrey is still a slow-to warm child. He can communicate fairly well and is now using mostly complete sentences and seems to understand most of what I say. He occasionally makes errors of overregularization. He has taken an interest in music and singsongs even though he usually repeats a certain part a lot. I encourage this by taking him to local performances of children’s musicals. Jeffrey has learned the routines pretty well and is reasonably cooperative for his age. He is rarely aggressive to adults or other children. Jeffrey’s fantasy play has become more elaborate and sometimes includes superheroes or cartoon
The class of 2015 had been working all year selling food at lunch and sports events and carrying out fundraisers. The first time I got an inkling that my friends would not be true friends was when we were planning the trip, we were choosing rooms for the trip and I asked my best friend, “Hey, we could room with each other on the trip!” To which she replied “Oh I’m staying with someone else and we can’t have 5 people in a 4 person room.”. When I asked where she thought I could stay she said “Well I don’t know.” I was torn, I had just been betrayed by my best friend, I had been treated like this before, but I just put up with it and somehow I had a feeling it would not be the last. Instead of being in a room with my best friend, I was assigned a room with three girls I did not know well. In the long run being in that room was one of the highlights of the trip for me.
It was on a Friday morning at 4:30 A.M. that happiness and joy filled the hearts of both my parents. I was born on November 29, 1996 at Broward General Hospital in Fort Lauderdale Florida. My parents had five children, and among the five children that they had, I was the third (or middle) child from them. It started off as two boys, then I came along as the first girl, after it was another boy, then finally, another baby girl; so total was three boys and two girls. The way that my parents lived and treated each other was the same as if any other married couple that loved each other so much. They’ve gone through a lot to get to where they are now today, but they made it and along the way had us five children. They have been really strong with each other which made them only have the five of us and no other step children. My mom is a great cook and enjoy cooking for us; this is probably where my passion for culinary comes from. My dad is an amazing tailor, he is very good at making our clothes, and my passion for fashion probably came from him. My dad is also a teacher, one of the best math teacher I know, he is passionate about his job and his family is the center of his universe. I cannot finish this chapter without mentioning my grandmother, I was lucky enough to have ever met. I had spent part of my life time with her, like the rest of the family she is sweet, my grandmother Abelus,