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.

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!

The bus usually arrived around eight thirty in the morning and it was ten minutes till. As I was impatiently waiting, I heard my mom coming down the stairs. I thought nothing of it. As I watched her, I noticed a small gift bag covered in pink butterflies. My excitement shot to the sky. My mind was racing with ideas of what that bag contained: A necklace, an Ipod, a cat. My mom came and sat down next to me on the couch and placed the gift bag onto my lap. I had the biggest grin on my face. She said, “Happy Birthday Kenzie,” and told me I was allowed to open the bag. I start pulling out the purple sparkly tissue paper and saw a white article of

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

I have always knew that this world hid secrets that most people did not know about, so I decided to do some research and decided to do something that is close to me. My birthday I know I was born on that day but I really did not know much of what has happened before my birth and during my lifespan. I bet some of the people reading this is like why I've learn that even out twenty dollar bill hides a secret. But back to my birthday's history I'll talk about stuff that has happened. The Price of gold in 2001 was $264.10 per ounce on my birthday.Gas was $1.54 in 2001 good price compared to today's price. Loaf of bread was $0.98.Tarot personality card is the lover which means I’m looking for a true love companion.My Fixed and birth Element is Fire and Metal which are my two favorite things.My birth month animal is a Tiger which is the tired part trine.The tiger means im looking for a true lover. When i put my birthday on this website it says something about the devil and that might explain why I like fire. The moon was in a waxing crescent moon the website went to nasa to find this part of the information.My zodiac sign is pisces which is two fish swimming around each other. My chinese year animal is a snake for 2001,The snake means i'm a hard worker. The metal means i’m controlling,ambitious,forceful and set my own way .The worlds population when i was born was 6,218,898,333 people.The number 1 pop song was stutter by Joe I never even heard of this song before this research I

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.

All week my parents have been hinting a trip this weekend. It was Friday night and I was laying wide awake in my bed, staring at my white ceiling. It was 2 am and my mind was racing and excitement ran through my veins. Unfortunately, my parents are constantly working, so they never really take me places. I had turned thirteen last week and this was my birthday present. Could it be an amusement park? I really love roller coasters. Or maybe an arcade? Playing video games is my favorite thing to do. My mind began thinking of anything and everything until I eventually drifted into a buoyant slumber.

It was a sunny morning in California. It was also my 15th birthday. I got out of bed and did my morning routine. I opened my closet to choose what I should wear today. I found a dress that was white until your stomach and then was purple with an flow free bottom.I matched some white flats with my dress and headed downstairs. I greeted my mom “Good morning mom.” I noticed that dad was nowhere nearby. “Mom where 's dad ?” “ Honey something urgent came up so your dad had to step out.How about we get

Happy birthday to me! It feels like 15 degrees Celsius in Los Angeles. But, it’s 59 degrees Fahrenheit. I still couldn’t get my Fahrenheit and mile sense right even after the eighth straight year here. Most of my friends from India wished me half a day before. While some took special care in wishing me at twelve by the Pacific Time Zone. The time difference is handsome. The best wish came from my mother, who could never cater to the current technologies. She called me. The old voice call feels more real than the 3D-calling prevalent these days. Usually, I am not a person who would boast of her birthdays but, this deserved to be documented because it is my last year in the States. So here, I write about how my 27th starts.

funds from the CD’s and by the time the checks got to her back the cash will be available. Janice voice began to crack a little as tears were swelling up in her eyes. She told Kevin to hold on for a minute. She had to compose herself. She returned to the phone. She told Kevin how she wanted him to get caught up on his back child support payments and reminded him that his car insurance was expiring the next day. The sooner he had his affairs in order, they could start making wedding plans. Kevin agreed. Janice told him she was coming over there in 30 minutes. “Come on by, I can’t wait to see you sweetheart,” said Kevin. “I bet you can’t,” said Janice as she hung up the phone.

For most, the celebratory ‘birthday’ is a word reserved for only the most prestigious of occasions; One’s own coming-in to the world. An event so special only close family and friends would be welcome. To me, a birthday is little more than a chronically long twenty-four hours of unwanted attention, dramaticized even more so by an internal pressure to seem happy the whole while. To select a single detail of one’s life which could be so egregious as to effect them so deeply in this manner is not easy; Indeed, even I see my own behavior to be more of a culmination of events, rather than a single instance of contention. However, if I were to elect that critical point in my personal timeline, I would choose my ninth birthday; The day I realized

UNLIKE ANY OTHER ORDINARY DAY, today’s my ‘welcome to this world’ day. Some would call it my birthday, but birthdays are special and this day, this cold rainy seattle night is anything but special.

It was a bright Saturday afternoon and my birthday. I was scrambling around trying to make my house look somewhat presentable. Rrrrrinngg. As one the guest rang the doorbell, I quickly jumped up ready to receive them.