them are going pretty well still now too but recently I have something wrong on my diet again. Even if I did not plan such a big thing, to keep everything that I planned was a little difficult because I had been having the unhealthy diet for a pretty long time which means it takes time to change my old habits. I just realized that I am getting to return to my old habit and I have to plan again to improve it. Challenges I realized that I am getting to return to my old diet habits and I was thinking
adults feel as if getting older means that there is no more working and no more stressing because of retirement and some feel that they have advantages over certain things because of they are older or they feel as if they have an obligation to get certain things because they are older. That’s not how today society works is and that’s not how they will get what they want You have to plan for these types of things now because times are getting harder economically and people are getting sicker physically
can 't see? Melissa Harper – N-no I cant! 911- Alright, you will be ok. Melissa Harper – Miss, there is one more person in the office and... we... are really not ready to die! Please, please just send someone! 911- I know, I am trying my best to get all apparatuses there. I am letting them know where you are, please stay on the line. The poor girl whimpers in fear as she feels the building shake. Melissa Harper – Please hurry! She starts to cry heavily, the other person there watching the
too well. I, unfortunately, am no exception. I experienced a divorce when I was 9 years old. I remember that the thought of my parents getting a divorce was always a recurring thought I had. It was always in the back of my mind. They were constantly fighting and arguing with each other throughout my childhood. "Who would I stay with? Is it my fault? Would our family ever be the same?” These were only a few of my thoughts I had when thinking about my parents getting a divorce. I only said they
I am a 14-year-old boy, I live in a little town in northern Idaho. My father died within the second month of the war. It is just my mother, younger sister Loosi and me. Our house is about halfway up the mountain, west of town. We live in a four-room shack, that we rent from an older man named Mr. Greenston. Mr. Greenston rents out houses for a cheap price to help families and give jobs at the local mine just out of town. As the men from the war come back at lot of them didn’t think it was right
Who Moved My Cheese? Ever read a story that relates to your personal life? I just recently read the story Who Moved My Cheese? , By Spencer Johnson. I’m not much of a reader, but this story really made me think. This story makes you think about the way you live your life and how you deal with change in your life. The author could have easily just given the message in a few paragraphs, but he gave the messages in a story involving two mice and two little people stuck in a maze. They all are
who I am. Who do I want to be? Who am I? What type of person have I become? As of right now, I am an 18-year-old girl who lives and takes care of her grandma. I have an after-school job in Swinomish, as a janitor. I have had a boyfriend for nearly 3 years without any break-ups and we have been living together for almost a year. I have 3 other siblings a younger brother younger sister and one older sister and all of them do not live with me. I also leased Now I bet you are wondering why I am telling
In this Discourse Community paper I will be writing about a time I had moved into a new area where I am stuck for the rest of my youth life. It was a very hard move and was not fun by any means. My dad had finished his schooling and had become a nurse at Provo Canyon Behavioral Hospital in Orem. He needed to be closer to his job. At the time we lived in a small town and had my whole life. This town was Manti. It is a popular little town but nevertheless small. Everybody knew me and I knew them. It
still, in my native town, Manila, Philippines on January 5th, 1996. I am the oldest of four children. I have three younger brothers who are a lot younger than me. My dad joined the army as soon as he graduated from high school and he met my mom in Korea, where he was station at the time. So my brothers and I grew up in a military household. My parents were really strict, growing up, I wasn’t allowed to do a lot of things and as I am the only girl my parents were a lot more stricter with me than they
One of my all time favorite things to do is to ride the ATV. I first started riding the ATV when I was 6 months old with my Grandpa. I started to drive when I was 4 years old with my Grandpa. Then I started driving by myself when I was ten years old. Going on an ATV trip means spending time with my family and enjoying the sights in the mountains. On my last ATV trip I had a blast. It had rained so much that there was mud puddles everywhere. During a day trip ride with my Mom, Uncle John and Aunt