Essay About My Birthday

The sky was always blue holding sunshine rays in her world. Her name was Rosaline Deponte, my great-grandma. The continuous smile that she showed on her face reminded us how precious life is and to not take things for granted. Cold wood floors that could easily freeze toes, single-walled construction, shut rows of jalousie windows, and the smell of warm sweet bread on the counter 24/7, that was Rosaline’s house.

In “The Years of My Birth” by Louise Erdrich it is critical to understand the symbolic meaning of the presence connected to white room and the main character Linda, who is also known as Tuffy. Being that Linda is the main character and the narrator in the story we learn that she retells the story fifty years later. Erdrich invest much effort in explaining the earlier years that links an indescribable phantom presence, which comes to Linda at other moments in her life. “ That presence would come to me again other moments in my life. Its return is partly what this story is

“Happy birthday dear Marley, happy birthday to you!” Of course, my dad just had to go all out and he announced as loud as he could in the house. “13 years ago the famous Marley Jackson was born on June 18th of 1781 and by god was it the best day!” The workers in the house all clapped after my dad's announcement.

My worst birthday was this year. I went to a Twins game with my dad, stepmom, and sisters, Olivia (who is 15) and Natalie (who is 6.) The game wasn’t the bad part, I actually had a lot of fun. Well… that’s after this happened.

happened on his/her birthday before he/she was even thought of? Do they ever wonder about the special events that happened on that day besides their birth? I was astonished to have found out how much had happened on October 19.

The morning sunshine seeped through the cracks between my shutters, lighting up my room. I could hear the clock ticking and the rays of sunlight bouncing off of my eyelids. I barely got any sleep last night because I was ecstatic that tomorrow was, my birthday! I jumped up out of bed, how could I have forgotten that it was my birthday? Suddenly all of my drowsiness turned it into excitement and I jumped up, throwing the red gradient quilt off of my bed. I slowly walked out of my room, making very little noise, checking to see if anyone else was awake. I peeked through the intricate staircase railings and tried to spot anyone downstairs, no one was in sight. I tiptoed down the cream coloured stairs, reached the bottom and got startled when my mom yelled, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”, her voice bouncing off the walls of house. A grin so big spread across my face, I couldn’t believe I was turning four years old!

To this day, I am still haunted by the fact that I was on all fours cleaning the lunch room walls on my tenth birthday. It was August 30th, 2009 and my boyfriend and I were sitting next to each other in the lunchroom. It was my birthday, and I was turning ten years old. It was a very important birthday because I was finally at double digits. All that mattered that day was me. I wore a bright pink sundress and I felt amazing. It started off as a great day.

Who knows, will there even be a tomorrow? Was there really a yesterday, or was it all just a dream? Will we ever know?

“How you doing honey?” Jared's mom said smiling down at Jared. Jared just finished packing his bag.

“Lindsey get your butt down here right now! Before Luke eats all the waffles!” my mom yells from the bottom of the stairs.

It is April 4th. It is my 21 birthday.21 years ago I was born and got named Thea. My mom Emily, dad James, sister Maddison, and brother Liam are coming over to celebrate my birthday. There are a few things I must do before they come.

Everyone gets excited when their birthday is coming up. There are just some birthdays that you can’t forget for years to come. It was the month of May and I was very excited to end school because I was promised a birthday at the beach. My birthday is during the summer that means fun under the sun. Looking at the clock I was minutes away from traveling to Mexico. When I finally heard the bell ring I rushed myself outside to the student pick up for 5th graders, waiting for my mom.

Every birthday is supposed to be special and good right? Wrong. Definitely special, but not in a good way. Do you ever have an experience that ruins something that you had cherished for so long? There have been lots of times in my life that I have been confronted with situations that changed the way I viewed myself and others, there is one distinct time that I remember abruptly changing my view, and finally learning some very important messages. On the particular day that my eyes were opened, my birthday, I had one of the most confusing, irritating, frustrating days of my life. A day I will remember for as long as I live.

One normal day it was June 20, and for some reason I forgot that it was my birthday tomorrow. When I realized I actually wasn't all that excited because I had soccer tryouts on my birthday. Yes, I really do like soccer, but tryouts are not really that fun because it was a brand new league and I didn’t know which team I wanted to be on either. I got accepted to both teams but I guess I wouldn't be able to play for 2 teams, but I also wanted to be with the kids or some of them that I was with last year.

We all feel a little bored to be honest on every birthday – it’s the same old same old, year after year. Can we do something special and different?