I am from Friday nights, spent in a large backyard chasing lightening bugs only to be depressed on Saturday mornings to find they had escaped from the Mason jar I had trapped them in. I am from Mac and Cheese with cut up hotdogs, and realizing that it is the most disgusting thing in the world as I got older. I am from running down the basement steps after my shower to watch episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, and Will and Grace on Thursdays nights with my mom, even though I was far too young to understand any of the jokes. I am from a dog named Max, who set unrealistic standards for what every first pet should be. I am from a spoiled cat named Bing Clawsby. I am from a father who taught me 90’s rap and a mother who doesn’t know how to cook. I am from
When reading this book I began to think of how I grew up and how I am a
What you see here didn't just happen overnight, it took a LOT more than just lemon drops on chimney tops to get where I am here today. Hi, my name is Frances Ethel Gumm. Don't recognize the name, we'll get to that later. I was born June 10, 1922 in Grand Rapids,Minnesota. My parents were Ethel Marion my mother, and Francis Avent Gumm my father. You might think that being the third child in the family would've been nice right? Well not quite; even before I was born, my mom didn't want me. But abortions were illegal at the time so she decided to keep me. After I was born I was destined to become a star. This being because I was born during the Golden Era. When I was 2 I joined my two older sisters Virginia and Dorthy in The Gumm Sisters act.
Just like any other soap opera or teenage show, my life started out rocky and was a climb. In fact, my name didn't even start off as Mickey Mouse! Can you believe that? Originally there was this rabbit, (and if you ask me mice are so much cuter than rabbits) and his name was Oswald.
The drive is my favorite place to be. The reason behind this is that the drive is a perfect purgatory. A perfect middle ground. In the drive i’m going somewhere and yet at the same time i’m going nowhere. You’re leaving and going at the same time. I love this fulcrum because it allows me to not worry about making a decision because it’s happening at the same time. A moment of peace.
Hey ya’ll, my name is Candy Jean. I live in Houstan Texas, in the middle of nowhere surrounded by horses and there foles along with cows and their calfs and it is such a beautiful sight waking up and the animals waiting impatiently at their stalls for their morning meals. After I get my animals fead, I have to go to school. UGH!! I hate school because I get made fun of so bad.
A past full of emotions and drama is the past that I come from. My childhood is one
I may be a boring, normal, typical teenage girl, but I have some interesting facts about myself. To begin, I have an obsession with gifs. I use them all of the time now. I don’t even text people anymore, I just send Gifs. It actually really fun. A “gif” stands for Graphics Interchange Format, Gifs are images compressed to reduce transfer time. I’m pretty sure it annoys everyone but, I don’t really care because I love them. Another interesting fact about myself is that i’ve had several pets. I’ve had four dogs, three cats, and four fish. My first animal was an immense Alaskan Malamute by the name of Tanika. She was a very lovable dog and I enjoyed riding her around the house and my favorite thing was when she pulled me on a sled. Tanika had
I was born to my amazing parents on September 20,2001 at 10:38pm. I was 7lbs 2oz and 19 ½ inches long. My parents didn’t know I would be walking at 8 months old and be climbing everything. I was super tiny and climbed everything. My parents and aunt started calling me “Houdini” because I could get out of any car seat, I would figure out how to get out of my car seat without unbuckling it then sometimes I would climb to the front seat and sometimes I would open the door and my parents would pull over, give me a spanking, buckle me back up, and shut the door and keep driving. That’s just one of the many things that makes me, me. Based on my deep map I’m going to share about the family I have, the transitions of moving, the sports I play, the
School (ugh) I have been through a lot of it and I still have more to go (ugh). I started school when I turned 2 almost 3 years old. My first year at school was at my church, the program was called “moms and tots” the year after we tried to do “moms and tots” and a preschool called “teddy bears” at the Central High school but doing both did not really work so we just stuck with “teddy bears” for a school year. Like a regular school year, starts in the fall ends in the spring. The year after I attended VPK for another school year at my elementary school called Chocachatti. I continued through Chocachatti till the very end.
Typically, the drive home would have taken two hours. We were seven hours in. The snow was blowing sideways– I was practically blind.
Mara struggles to verbalize her response but it is clear that this not what she wants. James defends his question.
This entire week, the young boy had been acting awfully strange. Not in a bad way, I just don’t think he has ever been this nice to me. I had begun to think maybe something was wrong, something was up, but I couldn’t think of anything, he was only being nice. Although, every night around the same time, every time, I think I'm hearing something. I had tried to think of a rational reason that I was hearing things, maybe a mouse. But no, every night this past week I hear my door opening. Maybe I’m just becoming senile and paranoid, but it feels so real. I can feel the cold air come in from the outside, and it wakes me. Maybe I am becoming senile and paranoid, I sound like a madman! I’ve began to think maybe it is the young boy, spying on me? I’m not sure, I’m almost positive the young boy doesn’t have anything against me, from every encounter that I can recall, I have been nothing but nice to him!
This morning, I worked up to get ready for school. I put on mo clothes and brush my teeth. I ate breakfast and got ready to go to the bus. What! My mom running to me to give me my lunch. I got on the bus and we were heading to school. I sat in my seat getting ready for class.
I was born on October 3, 2000 in Salinas, California. I was born to wonderful immigrant parents who continue to work hard in order for me to have an awesome life. I have three fabulous sisters that I love and sometimes hate. When I was young, I was not able to explore the world outside of East Salinas. Both of my parents were scared to go out of Salinas and they also didn’t have enough time since they had to work in strenuous jobs. I instead created my own world in my backyard with my pets and homemade swing. In my backyard I had chicks and chickens, ducks, a peacock, and a pup named Cassandra. My swing was just a thick lazo that hung over a tree branch; I used a sweater so that I wouldn’t feel the pressure of the lazo when I sat.