Family Essay : The Aspects Of My Family

My parents had hopes that over time I would become less shy, but when I wtill avoided things such as public speaking they sent me to boarding school. These were some of the worst weeks of my life. I became so sick I stopped talking and eating all together. Once my parents realized their plan did not work I was taken back home. When I got home my family and I soon moved to a farm where my cousins

I was so jealous of my brother, he went to a really cool school where he could play the clarinet and join sports teams. My parents would just wave me off and tell me to finish my soggy peas. I didn’t understand why my parents wouldn’t just say ‘yes’. All I wanted was to avoid those girls, I was done being picked on for nothing.

Schools was place that was really hard for me at the time. I had a short boy haircut, every time I came to school people would ask me if I was boy. They only said that to embarrass me even though they see me all the time at school. One of my close friends now actually always made fun of me. I usually got really depressed and would throw a fit. My teacher always helped me though when people made fun of me.

Albeit I was a rather outgoing child, as I matured my self-esteem began to dwindle. I was harassed exceedingly throughout elementary and middle school, and because of this bullying, my confidence suffered considerably. Due to these and several other matters, including that of finance, I transferred schools in the fourth grade. This was probably one of the most beneficial events to occur in my life, as though I have suffered some contempt

Over the summer, I put my own values above my family’s for the first time. This led to my decision to move out and begin crafting my own life by making choices that I give myself. My family would no longer be making my decisions for me. In response, my father felt as though his values should be placed above mine. He was so upset that one of the things he said to me was, “I am extremely disappointed in you.” His remark only furthered my decision to leave; I had recognized that my personal values were more important than family values.

My 6th grade year I was still being bullied and none of my so called friends stood up for me. That year I started to change and act differently towards everyone. I was still getting in trouble, because I was known as a trouble child. If something bad happened and I was around I was undoubtedly accused of doing it.

It is the first warm spring day. Today is my Grandfather's birthday. My Dad, my two older sisters, and I decide to go visit him. Mom Has work until five, as she usually does, so she will not be coming with us. My Grandparents live right down the street so we walk instead of taking the car. The whole family was there, such as: My Aunt, two Cousins, my Uncle, my Grandparents, and my family. The whole day was spent with laughter, cake, and outside activities. Sadly the day came to an end and my family walks back over to our house. My mom was home from work, and as soon as my dad walked into the house she said to him, “We need to talk”. What happened to my parents next was something I never expected. I will never forget the date, April 10,

No one can’t meet a family like mine’s. My family is well diversified. Every family member plays an important role in all my family’s lives. In my family, there are four people: my father, my mother, my little brother and me. My father is one who brings money home and is also responsible for organizing and planning family trips. My mother is the one who is in charge for making meals and makes sure everyone eats at the appropriate times. My little brother is the pet of the family. He actually doesn’t have any responsibilities, for he’s the pet. I am the rock of support in my family. I always go beyond my parents’ expectations. I also support my younger cousins and little brother, by being a role model that they can look up to. Another

I have always been obsessed with advertisements and food ever since I was little. For instance, when I was younger, I used to study the way the subway commercial man pronounced, “Subway eat fresh.” Also, I was fascinated with New York because I knew that it was packed full of ads and delicious foods. So, my sweet, down-to-earth mom, my prissy half-sister, and I took a family vacation to New York to visit my aunt and uncle and to explore. My dad could not make the trip to New York because he could not take vacation time from his job. My aunt designed cereal boxes for major cereal companies, and my uncle was the producer for all Mercedes –Benz commercials and some Tic-tac commercials. Knowing I would be spending a week in an ad filled city

My mom comes in late at night, hiding something in her front pocket. She shelters this unknown object as if it’s a secret only she can know. She stares my father in the eyes and expresses how this is a gift from god, and he certainly can’t get mad at her for it. He sighs with the look of “what have you done now,” plastered on his face. She reveals the secret to her family by taking her arms away from the pocket. Suddenly a furry creature pops its head out to look at his new world. She laid him on the floor and he started sniffing around his forever home. Little did we know that this dog would be the best thing to happen to this family. This puppy would become more than just a friend, he’d become part of the family. He taught our family true happiness, loyalty and love.

Every family has its calling. Some of these families calling are to farm or to travel the world. My family, on the other hand, feel that their reason they were placed on this earth is to help children who can’t help themselves. Children who have been mistreated by the people they call parents or the children who don’t have anyone to call family. John Ruskin was said, “Give a little love to a child, and get a great deal back.”

As a member of a hispanic family there are many rules that the children of the family have to follow because that is the way the hispanic families do in order to raise the children for them to be successful or have a good future of their own. In my case, both of my parents love me and they raise the best they could do and I am grateful for it because they have always been by my side since day one of my life. They taught me the good behavior that all person should have, they demonstrated me virtues and responsibilities I had to carry since a young age because I am the eldest children in the family of four siblings. It never bother me to be the eldest because taking care of the youngest members was an easy task for me. Yet, as many families

Either “ Cooper no!” or “Cooper stop eating that!”, are two of the most common phrases said in my household. Cooper has successfully eaten half of a water bottle, a cow bone, pens, his own collar while it was on him, he’s chewed up socks, shirts, and tubes of mascara and much more. Cooper is a small black, Miniature Toy Poodle, that enjoys being an inconvenience too keeping things in their rightful spot. Cooper enjoys eating things that could kill him, and one day, it caught up to him.

As any other kid all I wanted growing up was a family like the fairytales. A prince charming dad and princess as a mom ,but like always nothing is what it seems. Many people do not cherish family until some death or terminal illness occurs. I am going to talk about two major impacts in my life.

As I open the door and enter into my house after a long day of school, I sit down on the couch, all the sudden I hear the door open again, my mom walks in and exclaims “pack your bags we’re going to Lake Winnipesaukee”. My extended family begins the journey up there as well. Everyone packs a bags into the car and we are off to spend the week up on the lake.