A Personal Experience : An Unexpected Surprise

It was near the end of my 8th grade school year, about 2 month away from graduation, when something I never expected to happen actually happened. This event really changed my life forever and shaped me into who I am as a person today. I had just arrived at my house after school when my parents received a call that my grandma was ill and that we should come down to check on her. As we rushed down to my grandparents house, my family was deeply concerned about what may have happened because my grandma had never really had many health issues before this. As we arrived at their house and walked through the door, we were greeted with the sight of my grandma sitting in a chair with a blanket around her while she was sleeping. My family’s first reaction

When I was in 5th grade at the age of 10 I was fortunate enough to go on a vacation out of the country. This was a pivotal moment in my life because my family had never really had enough money to go on a trip with all of us, but we did this time because my dad saved up; we were going to the Philippines. Even though it was just supposed to be a vacation, it ended up being something completely different. During our time there, we stayed with my uncle who lived in an underprivileged neighborhood.Spending time with my relatives in that place made me realize that I took things for granted. My thoughts recollected at the church, where I really saw a different view of my dad. He was teaching in a huge, crowded church and what he said and did seemed

When I was about four years old my dad was still working in the military. Then one late afternoon my dad calls a family meeting in the dining room then BOOM he tells us that he got a new job offer and that we’re moving virginia. I didn't really know what that meant cause I was 4 but my sister was devastated Because she had tons of friends at school and at home and she liked it. So we packed our bags and set out to virginia.

Growing up, my parents were both construction workers for a company named, Motec, and it was a good paying job. As kids my parents would buy my brother and I any toys we dreamed of and they had no limit on giving us what we wanted but that job did not last because it ended up closing down and firing all their workers including my parents. My parents did not have a job for a while and my parents were desperate. My dad's sister came over with her husband one day and brought a brand new white van and I was excited at the new sighting because the first thing I thought of was that we were going to go on roadtrips and we would travel to new places but I never thought that they would fill it up with items such as clothes, toys, etc and go to the swap meet to sell it. Every Sunday they would get up at 5:00 in the morning and drive to the Orange Show Swap Meet in San Bernardino. They sold about $300 worth of stuff every

It was a baseball game day in the heat of July. I can remember warming up on the field for about five minutes and I was already sweating like a dog, I was drenched from head to toe full of sweat. During warm ups all I could think about was drink cold water and just jumping into the lake to cool off after the game. Little did I know that this scorching summer day was going to spark my baseball career for the rest of the season and for the rest of my life. Before every baseball game my dad would either text my mom or call me and would always ask me to hit a homerun for him, and everytime I would tell him I will try my best.

“Connor, mom and I are going to make breakfast without dairy for you in about 15 minutes. We’ll need to leave our house at noon since we need to be there by 1:00 P.M.,” my dad claimed. After knowing this, I got a glass of refreshing ice water, went into my family room, and I took my usual spot on our couch to watch some television. I knew I was nervous, but I didn’t want that to conquer my success. Once I was settled in, my siblings came stampeding into the family room.

“Holy cow!” she thinks as she jumps out of bed “How could I forget cheerleader tryouts continue today?” As she looks at the clock she realizes she is going to have to hustle to get to school on time. She begins to dress in the outfit she had so carefully picked out the night before when her mother calls down the stairs “Breakfast is ready.” “I’m not hungry” she replies, “Get up here and eat” her mother says with that voice that only moms can master. Sighing and grumbling the young girl reluctantly makes her way up the stairs. “Mom really. I’m too nervous to eat this morning. I’ll get something for lunch at school.” Her mother was unaware that the last was a lie.

I was about six years old, in Cancun, Mexico for Spring Break in the Month of March. My family and I were staying at a huge resort filled with many fun things to do.We had been waiting for this family trip for months; I was excited to get out of the cold Minnesota weather and into tropical heat. We were in our hotel room getting ready for dinner with my two sisters, my mom and dad. I felt the heat all over my body, like I had been standing directly in front of the sun, So I went to open the hotel window to feel the cool breeze and to see the ocean view. As I walked to open the window my mom said “Morgan be careful, the wind is so strong if you open the hotel door, close the window because the door will slam shut; but I only thought about myself and I responded with a sassy comment, “Okay Mom.”

I was seven years old and it was in the middle of the summer and I almost got run over by a car. The day was going really good just like any other summer day; I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and went outside to play. For breakfast that day we had pancakes that tasted like they were made by angels. Before Chris and I went outside our mom yelled, “Be back by lunch or I’m going to send your dad out there to get you!”

A few years ago during the summer, my family and I took a trip to the lake. We do this about every summer, but this trip was different.We rented a lake house for the weekend so we could stay out on the lake for as long as we desired. One night when we were out later than usual, my dad let my sisters and I take turns driving the boat across the lake since it was practically one in the morning and almost no other boats were out. My turn was fun, but what I enjoyed most that night was standing in the middle of the boat while my dad cruised around on the waters listening to the radio. As the wind blew through my hair, I closed my eyes and let my worries

One Thursday while they were here my mom, the five girls, and my two younger brothers piled into our minivan and drove to a nearby boat dock to swim. The temperatures were soaring at a coma-inducing 95 degrees, and the sun was sweltering. I was miserable and sweaty. Once we got there the big girls took off our outer layer of clothes and took a picture to post on social media later.Then, as I got my towel out and ready for when I

It was earlier that morning I got up and got ready to go to my soccer game. There was some very crispy bacon waiting for me which I ate without hesitation. And some eggs which were a little to bland in my opinion. I was running late so I needed to hurry up. I took a short hot shower, then hurry and got dressed. I was almost ready when I heard the surprisingly loud car horn and my mom yelled “ Hurry up we are gonna be late.”

The summer between 7th and 8th grade I woke up to an empty home. I looked everywhere and I couldn't find my mom. I walked into the kitchen and she had left a note. She'd call me as soon as she could and she loved me very much. She called later that day to inform me that she was in the hospital and she was okay but she'd have to stay so I would be home alone that night. As a pre-teen, this was both terrifying and exhilarating. I was home alone! I could do whatever I want and no one could tell me no! I drank milk from the jug and I had ice cream for dinner, I watched a PG-13 movie and

To start off, there is one specific day that I vividly remember. My grandparents and I were taking a short trip to Mississippi to visit my family. I always loved going to my cousins’ house because so many memories of my life were made with them. As we packed up the car, excitement rushed through me for I knew the adventure ahead. We road for hours through the Mississippi hills and soon we had arrived at our destination. We were greeted with big hugs from my family and soon after the fun began. We sat on the back deck for hours talking, listening to

As time went on I watched the sun fall behind the horizon, landscaping the sky different shades. My dad was exhausted of driving so we stopped at a hotel. Keep in mind we've been driving for 9 hours and we have yet to arrive to the destination. The next morning we woke up at 5am to get back on the road. I was nervous and excited to meet family I've never met before. 11 hours later i finally hear my parents say we have arrived. I looked around and I could see kids running towards the car, the smile on their faces were priceless they were so happy to see us. It was like we were famous or something. For a second I was getting a little overwhelmed. They looked different they weren't wearing what “regular” kids wear. They were wearing the complete opposite. Not to mention some of them didn't even have shoes. I didn't understand why. We got off the car and said hi to everyone then my parents gave out everything they had gathered and seeing the kid's faces light up when they would receive something just shocked me I didn't think they would react the way they did. They were so thankful and so happy with what they got. I didn't understand why they were happy to receive used clothes or used things in general. As I kept looking around, the houses looked different from how mine looked. As we went through a gate my father said “This is your grandpa's and grandma's house it's where we are going to be staying.” I couldn't believe how different the