Nautilus elementary, 5th grade. Probably the grade that every kid either had crazy times and bad experiences. At this time, I was not the greatest at reading. Reading was at the bottom of my list because I thought it was pointless. Avoiding all the reading assignments that my crazy teacher gave us to complete. She was ridiculous! Made us read a book a week and then test the book the following week. This test was called an a.r test, this test not only showed that we understood and read the book but it also calculated our reading level. Being at a grade and half lower reading level was not the greatest. Always failing all the test and my grade dropping lower and lower didn’t make my look like a good kid. A couple of months went by and I
She was not the most perfect person but her personality and the way she talked made everyone want to be like her. Anyone she talks to can hear her talk for hours. Growing up she did not have an easy life style. She struggled often but she always made the best out of everything. She cherished her life and all the little things that came with it. She always worked hard for everything she wanted and needed and I looked up to her because of that. I yearned for her life. Middle age women living in the big beautiful city of opportunity and working for the department of health in New York. That was everything I wanted.
It was third grade, and I got the opportunity of a lifetime. I was going to get my very own short story published! I would be the author, the illustrator, and my own idol. I can recall how it all happened very vividly.
A sense of humor was a luxury that Brent had never been able to afford. He was always the new kid, stumbling through the maze, never quite rich or good-looking or athletic enough to join the elite. Unless he played his cards right at the party tonight. " So how do you get there?"
In sixth grade I met this girl named Emerson. Throughout sixth and seventh grade we never really talked and we just continued throughout school not knowing that later in life we would become best friends. She’s made a huge impact in my life and changed things for the good and the bad.
She’s lived such a life of struggle. A single mom who in my opinion did the most amazing job raising me in the city of Los Angeles. I wouldn't of been this independent 28 year old with my dream job without her her support and her ability to foster my creativity. She’s the most amazing person and the most
She understood perseverance and the importance of people and she carried on against all odds. The last time I spoke to her, she knew exactly who I was, despite