I Am About My Life

I’m awesome. It’s true. Everyone who meets me will agree, and by the end of this essay, you will too. I am from the small town of Mexico, Missouri where I haved lived my whole life. I was born on January 4, 2000. I am the millennium baby because I was the first baby born in 2000 in the the town of Mexico and I got to ride home in a limo. I went to elementary school at Hawthorne and then to the Middle School and now I am a Junior at The Mexico High School. I play basketball, football, and baseball. This summer I worked at the City Pool as a lifeguard. Last summer I worked at Pearl Motor Company for my dad. That job was definitely a lot harder than being a lifeguard, but I enjoyed both jobs. One of my favorite hobbies is hunting. I love to Turkey hunt and also deer hunt. I’ve killed three turkeys and one deer. One of my other hobbies is snow skiing. I usually get to go to Colorado every year with my church and I've been three times with my family. This is just a little bit of who I am.

My personal memoir is going to be about when I moved here in Homedale, Idaho. When I was 6 I moved to Homedale and I was going to start 2nd Grade. When I got dropped off by my parents I went to the playground. When I was young I used to never speak to anyone because I was so shy and scared. When I got there a kid named Oscar came up to me and asked me what is your name, for a few seconds I stood there saying nothing and finally I said my name Osue. There were one of his friends that I remember, there was Antonio, but that wasn’t the first time I have seen Antonio because the house we moved into I went outside threw rocks and so did he but when I backed up and went forward etc. he copied me. I When we went I she Ms. Garrett was welcoming us

It all started when my mom walked in my room and asked me if I wanted to try out for a summer hockey league in 2017 that was a 2004 and 2003 birth year team. I wasn’t interested at first because I didn’t know any of the 03 players as I am an 04 player. Then she told me I probably wouldn’t make it because the 03’s are really good. So I decided why not right? Then at the tryout there weren’t as many 03’s as I thought there was going to be. I then thought they

In sixth grade we had to write an autobiography just like this one. I won the T-Shirt contest in sixth grade. My friend Sam said he was going to take over the world. In seventh grade I got my first girlfriend. In eighth grade I got all A’s the whole year! I played football all through middle school.

Coming back to you as a LET 2, I am Kayla Moore, bringing you an interesting autobiography with a grabbing introduction! This time around, I am sending it your way as a sophomore at Campbell County High School. My life is actually immensely boring, so I’ll try to make this brief, but not too brief. On August 19, 2000, I was born into a family of two, my mother, Tammy Johnson, and my father, Terry Moore, in a hospital located in Oak ridge, Tennessee. When I reached the proper age I went to Valley View Elementary School, next Lafollette Middle School, and presently, Campbell County High School. Although I was born in a completely different place, I have lived Lafollette all my life. Eight years after that exciting day, my brother, Daniel Moore, was born in the exact same

Growing up in Los Angeles there were not very many places to play hockey but I made best. It was then, at age five we lived in Park City, Utah for a year and there was no shortage of ice rinks. My mom tells people that I knew how to skate before I could walk, I’d like to believe it’s true. Next, I started to play for many club teams and could never find the right fit. I loved where I played but I wasn’t being challenged enough. My parents and I then made the decision to move me up in divisions. Then, the sport became much more challenging. My grandpa always told me that if I wasn’t challenged, I’m not doing it

I'm Taylor I was born in Temple, TX nineteen years ago on May 13,1998. I am the only child of two amazing parents Randy & Angie Wells. When I’m not at school I like to hang out with me friends you never know what they are going to do so it is always an adventure with them, but I also like staying in and watch movies I could do that for days. The books I like to read are adventure books with a little romance in it.

On Monday, July 24th, 2000, at 1:28 p.m., at St. Alphonsus hospital in Boise, Idaho, I, Lynzee McKay Misseldine, was born. I am the first born of two. Nothing worth writing down happened until September 3rd of 2001. That was the day my little sister, Maelie, was born. Eight days later, the 9/11 terrorist attacks happened. That is the first thing I can remember. I was holding my sister on the couch with my mom. She saw it on the news, and she called my dad. Mostly, I had a really great childhood. The biggest event in my life thus far, occurred on July 25th, 2007. My mom passed away the day after my seventh birthday. I am positive I could write a whole page about that day in particular. I could tell you about how I had slept on the floor the

The first story of my life was written by my mom. The early years after I was born on September 28, 2002 were fairly eventful. As a young child, I was “never needy and always good at sharing.” Whenever I was in a situation where something was being handed out at a party or in class, I would always wait until last to select. If nothing was left, I would still be content. If something was ever taken from me, I would look at my mother and say ‘Oh well!’ and continue. When I was three years old, having brunch with my mom and dad at Cindi’s Deli, I picked up a kid’s menu and started reading it on my own with no phonetics involved. I “just started reading.” This amazed my parents. This was followed by teaching my classmates how to solve exponents

As we got to start to play my neighbor came over and asked if I wanted his old rollerblades. I was a really bad at first but with some practice on the newly paved driveway I got a lot better. As soon as I was able to skate good enough to play hockey I wanted a net, but that net turned into an old blue cooler that we didn’t use. My dad bought me tennis balls to help as pucks would dent the garage door. At the end of the summer I joined hockey for my first

I remember the first day I ever stepped on the ice rink, when I was eight years old. I could barely skate two steps without tumbling down to the cold ice. Eventually, with many hours a week of practice, I was cutting divots into the ice with my skates and spraying snow when I stopped. When I was eleven years old, I played as the only girl on my first real hockey team. My heart was one hundred percent in the game. However, many people did not understand my passion. They questioned how petite girl could play such a physically aggressive sport. Yet, I never let their comments phase me. Since that year, I have continued playing hockey but mostly on girls teams. On my girls team, I was a captain of an under fourteen team for two years, and for the

The days of my life, in 6th grade, in school , I have no friends. Most of my friends don’t remember. Then one early Friday morning, I was happy, because I get to go on the weekends and relax, but I had to go through the bad stuff. When the supervisors open the doors, I got ran over by the kids. Then, kids at breakfast kept on taking my food to play basketball by throwing the food in the trash cans. Then my teacher for ELA and Social Studies move me to a new seat.

“Ahh!” , as I fell to the ground. I rode my bike for the first time today , or at least attempted to. Never mind that let’s start from the beginning. I was born January 29th 2003 in Palmetto Baptist Hospital, where my brother was born also. I grew up in South Carolina ands I’ve lived in the same house all my life. I attended Bethel as a toddler then transferred to Meadowfield at the age of five. I ended up skipping a grade and meet my best friend Lauren in first grade. I went through elementary school as a normal child making A’s and B’s. I can still feel the rope burns of tug and war, or the rush I felt when jumping over hurdles during Field Day.

Bang my eyes opened as I leaped out of bed. I ran at full speed to my brother's room and woke Miguel up and screamed Happy Birthday to him. We went and changed and went on our iPads before our parents woke up. It was all a hurry as we looked like buzzing bees zooming through the house, at around 10 past 9 we ran out of the house full of eager and excitement. Sitting in the car, we drove along streets, highways and whinny roads but when I though we would ever make it to the horse riding we reached. I hopped out of the car ready to get on the Horse but realised the first group wasn't back yet. The three of us played basketball, got a helmet and got ready.