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I grew up very quickly, since I was the baby of the family and my siblings were twenty years apart I was always around grownups and rarely any kids, at least not my age kids. The only kids around me were my cousins who were around twelve years old or more. So, there I was playing around in a time of grievance for the loss of my grandma. I ran and hid behind one of the largest flowered ornaments I had ever seen. It must have been at least seven feet tall or bigger, but it was perfect for a princess throne, It was just right for me. My grandmother must have been very popular around her town because I remember crowds of people. There were so many people I they had placed chairs al on the outside of the house and even brought a truck full of tables so that people can eat all the food my aunts were making in the kitchen. I remember picking at all the different kinds of sweet bread and sweet dished they had. The smell of cinnamon and flowers filled the air throughout the house. My mom was so busy with all the people that kept walking up to her and making her cry more that she had no time to watch or control how much sweets I was eating. It was a free for
I got together with Sierra and Adrianna to cook our lobsters. It was a sane process because as we began cooking, we had the chance to know each other better and become friends. First, I boiled my lobsters the night that I received them.The smell of the lobster was so bad, I could have sworn I smelled it for two whole weeks. Then, the coming Monday I began the process of making lobster tail picatta. As I started shucking, I soon discovered that it was a very hard task to accomplish. I had to use a hammer I had around the house to be able to open the tail of the lobster. After I finally was able to receive the meat from the lobster tail, I set it aside. The second part was creating the salad. Afterwards, I washed the lettuce in the sink, then
Enterprise again and started First Grade. I saw the school and I was so excited because I remembered everything…… except the kids. Almost everyone I knew had moved away. My teacher’s name was Ms.Kirby. In the beginning of the year we all had the same teacher. I don't remember her name , something like Mrs.Lollipop. But she said she had to much kids ,so we had to split it. So I got Mrs.Ricsinger and she had a student teacher.But one day we were in the middle phonics and Ms.Kirby said “ Um, Mrs.Ricsinger? Come here really quick…” and she looked at us and walked out of the room. She didn't close the door all the way , and we started thinking thinking of what she was talking about, then we heard a loud squeal. She peeked in and said sorry and walked in and said “ Ms.Kirby was going to teach 8th grade but she gets to stay here!!!” We all shouted of
The test was early on a Saturday morning. I remember eating an early breakfast and then packing my bag for the test. Everything about the day was going to be unfamiliar, from the location to the fact that the test was timed. I didn’t even own a school backpack yet, having never needed one before, so I packed my number 2 pencils, erasers, calculator and water bottle in an another bag instead. I walked into an unfamiliar high school and having no experience finding my way through the maze of hallways, followed signs until I found my way to the classroom in which the testing would take place. Before this moment I had never had to sit at a desk before. The straight lines of desks were so orderly and there was a proper classroom feeling that I had never experienced before in my home. I remember sitting there with my stomach in knots; standardized testing is anxiety inducing for almost any student, and I had the usual test-taking nerves combined with the unfamiliarity of a new
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside with my oldest sister Rachel and my father. Rachel was diligently reading curled up on a bench that sat against the house, and my father was mowing the backyard. My mother and my other sister were in the house. Off to one side of the house there was a group of large bushes. I was playing over there with one of her large cooking pots, off in my own little world. At one point while amusing and en...
After all what happened everything came out good. On our way to Arsenal Tech High School, that's where it was going to be. We got there, we sat in our seats. Since my sister last name starts with an A , she had made a speech for that day. After the speech was over, the principal came to make another speech. After that they started getting their diplomas. Names after names came a “woot woot” … shouts after shouts. Everyone was cheering for their love ones that were graduating, everyone was so happy and enjoying that moment. After everything was over we left outside. My mom deeply shouted in spanish “por fin mi niña ya se graudio, si lo eso”. We all looked at her surprised, i looked at her more than everyone else “umm she dont be shouting like that usually she don't shout at all but today was the day” . After everything was over, we had left off to take her pictures. Next to a water fountain we stood there. I was the one next to her, she was in the middle out of my 2 other sisters. “ 1..2..3…CHEESE !! all i saw was a flash going to our face. Wow, it was so bright in the first picture we took i came out with my eyes closed. We left, and my sister decided to go out to eat with the family. We left to go out to
That was the first school I went here in the United States. The first day of school I wasn’t only nervous I was so confused. Everything was so different the climate, the people, the schedule, everything. The first day was terrible the only thing that made me a little exited was that for the first time I was going to have a locker, because the previous schools I went to din’t have lockers. The first day I looked at the schedule every minute and before entering the class room I would see the number of the classroom like a hundred times to sure I wasn’t going to go into the wrong room. I remember that when it was lunch time I went to the cafeteria and made the line to take the food, I took it and I went straight to the table and when I finished eating I went to the bathroom because I was alone and dint have nothing to do or a phone or something to distract myself. When I got out of the bathroom I saw people going in class rooms so I tough OMG I am late for my next class, because in my old school everybody had lunch at the same time so hurry up and when I enter to the class room the teacher just looked at me and I dint know what to do so I give him my schedule and he told me that I dint have that class until the other periods that I was still in lunch. This high school was also a really big public school, it had four floors. The next day when I was walking to the cafeteria I saw a girl that talked
I had seventh period math class the anticipation was building the entire day and as soon as I walked to class I felt nervous. I was feeling all sorts of emotions in one minute I did not know where to feel happy or sad. My teacher combined all my tests into one test I looked at the paper, but I could not see anything. I went blank for a moment, but then I remembered what my sister told me to block that voice out of my head. I just forgot that it was a test and started doing the answers when I got to the end, I thought to myself “that was
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
I remember the morning sun shining brightly through the window of the car. The temperature was soaring, soon the temperature would reach 75 degrees Fahrenheit. I watched the cars pass by, but I barely noticed them because all I could think about was getting to see my tiny cousin who weighed less than two pounds. Every time we slowed down I would look around excitedly hoping to see the hospital in the distance. Time seemed to drag on and I quickly became restless.
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It was December 4, 2014 and it was snowing outside. I was sitting at the kitchen table doing homework. All my family was downstairs, so I was all alone. My English teacher told us to write a paper about how I am different from my classmates. I was thinking about what in my life makes me different and slowly my whole life was playing like a movie in my head. The first memory that popped into my head was my fourth birthday party. It was supposed to be the best birthday ever. My dad was going to come. It was February 24, 2002 at my birthday party. There were so many people there, but I was so focused on my dad coming, no one else seemed to matter. My cake was pink and yellow with a bicycle on it. I had a red and blue inflatable that kids were
It was 6:45 when I dreamt of the best dream ever! It consisted of two unicorns and a flying pig! It was about to finish when someone decided to repetitively tap me. I moved away from the person in my dream, only to find out that it was my mother telling me it was time to go to school. I slowly recovered from my sleep and I rose from my bed. I put my slippers on and went to the washroom to brush my teeth. After brushing my teeth, I went downstairs to eat breakfast. The meal I was eating was milk and Cheerios, with a glass of 100% orange juice. I put on my clothes and I said bye to my dad because he was just leaving off to work. I packed my bag and I told my mom that I was walking to school today with my sister. I put on my boots and my sister and I were off in the snow. It had been snowing quite harshly outside yesterday night just like every other day. It was about 8:20 when we arrived to school. We had arrived early because we were going to do some BOPS (sheets of music we play to Mr. Jackson) in Mr. Jackson’s class. We walked to our separate lockers and I unpacked my jacket and bag inside it. I took my boots off and wore my indoor shoes instead. I walked inside Mr. Jackson’s room and I noticed all of the trumpet cases were gone. This must have meant a lot of students were coming in for BOPS today. I looked at the line and noticed almost 14 students waiting in line to play music to him. I decided to do some theory on music instead. At 8:45 we had to line up for our classes and since it was a day 5, I knew we were going to have history first. But first, we had to listen to the Canadian national anthem. We waited about 10 seconds for the “moment of silence” and took our seats. As we passed our history lessons, the 2nd period bell r...