My Autobiography : Sing It

grew up in Chicago, Illinois, a beautiful city surrounded by violence and controversy by the media. I found things more simple when I was kid growing up here, there wasn't much to worry about but as I got older things became more complex here. The sounds of the " L "' or as you know it as, The Train, and the roaring sounds of cars passing by my house made me feel alive while growing up and as a matter of fact still does. You could wake up in the morning and see the vibrant blue skies being pierced by the skyscrapers and see other kids playing ball or riding their bikes. When it was summer time I would play ins sprinklers or go downtown and play in the fountains with my family. Of course, like most big cities I had to watch my back while growing up because you never knew what somebody was up to. It's weird really growing up here because you never know what's going to happen next , wether it's a good thing or a bad thing. All I can really say about growing up in Chicago is that if I had the chance to redo it, I'd do if a million times.

Growing up I lived in the small town of Duncan, Oklahoma; although, not nearly as small as the town I currently reside in. Throughout my adolescence, I attended Mark Twain Elementary School and as I was ending the third grade, my parents decided that we should move to Fox, Oklahoma to be closer to my grandparents. Moving would bring big changes my way such as a smaller school, living in the middle of nowhere, and new ways of entertainment. Living in the country has its pros and cons, but I can tell you the only thing I could think of the night we moved out there was the cons. Eventually, I had grown accustomed to the silence, lack of traffic, and having nothing to do. Looking back I feel that if we had not moved to the country then I would

It began with a small town and a small house. Until about 12 years of age I lived an average kids childhood in Alfred, Maine. Everyone was kind, I had birthday parties, friends were always over, I loved sports, especially basketball. Most of all, I was comfortable. At the time, I never realized what, or how lucky I was.

I moved to Yankton, South Dakota when I was 6. I moved from Kearney, NE. I was really excited to move into a new house and a new town. Yankton is smaller than my old town it's also farther away from all of my family. For the most part I like yankton, most of the people are really nice. Since there is nothing to do in Yankton besides shopping around town in little stores, or going to a movie, or even going to dinner, or just driving around, my favorite thing is going to the lake and the bridge. There for my favorite part is definitely the lake. I love the trails and the beaches and everything down there. It's so peaceful and beautiful it's just a great place to get away. I like my school too, I mean sure it has its ups and downs but in reality

Having read a number of slave narratives this semester (including excerpts from autobiographies by figures such as Frederick Douglass and Olaudah Equiano), I found it somewhat disconcerting that Michael Bérubé conflated slave narratives and disability-centered texts in his article, “Autobiography as Performative Utterance.” While I understand the point he was trying to make about a subject’s capability to represent themselves through literature, I found the false equivalencies he was using to make his point were somewhat discomforting. Considering Count Us In revolves around a white, American, upper-class family, it didn’t seem particularly appropriate for Bérubé to be making the comparisons that he did. I think that his points about autobiography

In 2009 my family and I moved from Chicago to Dubuque. I was 6 years old when we moved to Dubuque and it has really help me to be who I am today. My family and I packed up our bags and got on the road to Dubuque. The reason we moved to Dubuque was because of my dad's work. My dad works at Bodine Electric Company as an accountant. I would say it was a really emotional move but I was only six and I probably didn’t really care. When we got to Dubuque we checked into the Grand Harbor hotel/waterpark where my sister and I had some fun in the water, after that we looked at some houses and eventually chose the one I'm still living in today.

Since a young age, I have always felt a connection to music. I first started playing it when I was 3 and would play pieces by ear on the piano. As I got older, I started taking lessons and learning more about music as a whole. I took piano lessons for 4 years, and after that I switched to the alto saxophone. I have been playing it for 5 months now, and I greatly enjoy it. I still play piano, but I have begun playing it without a teacher. I practice saxophone every day so I can get better at music and learn more about it. I play as much as I can to be the best musician I can be. At my previous school, there were no music programs. I have worked hard to catch up to my class and play at the same level as them. I try to play as much as possible

Life was full of a lot moving, more moving, and moving again. Cottonwood, Idaho, was the first place I lived until four months old, after which we moved to Grangeville, Idaho, to live with Uncle Tom, who is Shirley’s, (Laura’s mother), brother. We lived there until I was one. Then we moved to Lewiston, Idaho, and

Music has always been a huge part of my life. Growing up, some of my earliest memories were wandering around record stores with my dad. My dad has always been an avid music and record collector. When I was about five years old he closed down his pizzeria and started his own online and mail order business selling hard to find and obscure records and CDs. A few years later he expanded his business by opening up a record store in Downers Grove, IL. As a result, from an early age I was exposed to a lot of different types of music. Sure it was common for parents to put on The Beatles for their kids to listen to, but on top of that I was grew up on a steady diet of Queen, David Bowie, Frank Zappa, Pink Floyd, Emerson Lake & Palmer, Jimi Hendrix,

My childhood was a great with hip-hop style of music because being surrounded with older brothers; let me to learn and adapt to what they listened to. As a child I listened to many greats like Biggie, Mobb Deep, Mary J Blige And even Aliyah. But, as a family we listen to likes of Naz, Tupac and Jay-z. My brothers and I always be together listening and helped me get through whatever we was going through. My brother and I don’t usually play instrument we did had a little band with instruments like drums, guitars, and piano. As a family of Christian we didn’t play the music I listen to at home because my family was all about the lord Jesus Christ.

How does a person begin to write a narrative of their own life, relating events and ideas back to their own culture? Well, first, I’d like to give some baseline information about myself. I am a white, middle-class, educated, mid-western, Christian female athlete. I come from a traditional family with a mother, father, one brother, and two sisters. Taking those characteristics into account, I would say that I am a privileged member of society, and being privileged has been part of my culture. In addition, the largest influences on my life and worldview were my family, school, church, and the area I grew up.

At age seven I moved from Wisconsin to Iowa because my mom met a guy named Aaron. He had two kids of his own and he would happily take three more. That day my life changed forever.

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I remember myself sitting near a little block with letters and my mother teaching me the name of each of them. She starts to sing me a song to help me to memorize the alphabet. It is so funny singing the ABC song. At that instant, the door opens, and my father enters the room. That is the first thing carved in my memory, and each time when I think about it, I conclude that we are the best family in the world.

I was born and raised into a hardworking family that are the complete opposite of culture alienators. My siblings and I are all first generation in America on my mom's side and second generation on my dad's side. Life was very hard for my parents to raise all seven of us and depended on my grandparents for most of their help. Being that my grandparents brought all nine of their kids to America from Belize it was also very hard for them so survive and find stability. Most families that come to America from a third world country usually find it very difficult to keep up family traditions and sometimes lose all contact. My family found a way to stay very close and keep the Belizean culture very alive still to this day. As you can tell by now