My Favorite Day Essay

Today was the day. My family and I have been waiting for what feels like a lifetime, but was only nearly eight short months. It was early in the morning, the sun had just come up. The house has just awoken, everybody still in their rooms trying to figure out the game plan for a sunny Sunday morning in the middle of June. Then, we got the phone call. It was an emergency and we were all told to meet at the hospital in twenty minutes.

I woke up to the sounds of pans banging and bacon sizzling, and pancakes cooking. It was a gorgeous morning filled with joy and hope, these days are my favorite days. The sun is shining and the wind is blowing calmly. The birds are chirping their happy songs as the sound of kids having little discussions arose in the atmosphere. I was but the smell of bacon and pancakes over through me and got me off my twin size bed full of unorganized soft warming blankets. I walked down the winding stairs to find my little sister banging pans like she was in a band, my mom didn’t like it but i just laughed and smiled.

September 26...picture day. Everyone in Hoofer Middle School was dressed up for their picture...the picture that would be in the yearbook forever.

My favorite vacation spot is St. Thomas in the U.S. Virgin Islands. I have been there ten times and every time has affected me in different aspects. Each year that I have gone, I have discovered something new that makes me never want to leave. The people, food, and culture are all so unique because I do not witness it on an every day basis. In the islands there are unique sights, sounds, and smells that let me know I am away from home relaxing and enjoying vacation with family.

A small family of three, just my dad, my mom, and me, oh and Pedro. Can’t forget Pedro, he was my pet lab I got when I was three. Johnny, Jill, and Jordan, why we all have names that start with a J, I will never know. Mom worked at a bank, as a loan officer, and dad owned a golf course that had been built by my grandfather many years ago. So as I’m sure you can imagine my childhood was filled with trying to become the next Tiger Woods. Throughout the day my dad was so busy giving golf lessons, the course was free reign. I spent my time making the best hideouts, fishing for golf balls in the creek, and doing anything to make 3pm come as fast as possible. Dad and I would drive the golf cart home around 3pm every day, and he would take a nap. I wasn’t sleepy, all I wanted was someone to play with. So I would entertain my time watching Drake and Josh until I heard the alarm at 4:30. That meant it was time for dad to get up, and head back over to the course to check on things. This time I would stay at home, and entertain myself by eating the candy in our candy jar, because mom or dad would never know. Tuesday was my favorite day. Around 4:45 I would see a old grey Buick pull in the drive way. YES! Miss Tammy was here to clean. I would always clean my room the night before, so we could spend time playing together. She would let me help her clean the bathtubs, and I would sweep, while she vacuumed. It was nice to have someone to play with, especially after playing alone all day. I

In my free time I practice field hockey, which I play on the UPMS team. I love playing for the varsity team on either left or right wing. I prefer offensive positions because I like to use my speed to dribble up and score on goal. Field hockey is my passion and I am always trying diligently to improve. When I am not on the field, I am watching Netflix shows like The Vampire Diaries, Gossip Girl or Riverdale. These shows are my favorite because I enjoy watching fiction and comparing the tv character’s ridiculous lives to mine. Besides relaxing, I typically focus on schoolwork like plunging into a book, writing, or even preparing for a public speaking event.Reading assignments are a breeze, writing is my favorite thing to do in class, but public speaking can sometimes churn up negative feelings.

Projeto Tamar was an incredible life time moment, getting to do extraordinary things you don't do everyday like going zip lining, seeing turtles and most of all going on a trip with your friends and schoolmates without your parents.

I arouse and realize it’s an effulgent and sunny Saturday . As I casually walk to the kitchen still in my one-piece onesie, I find my 2 friends Wren and Zhee, whom she is the goddess of comeliness and I am the goddess of quandaries. They apportion a few laughs as I panic and run back to my room to transmute into something more mundane. After I transmute, I casually walk back to the kitchen where I was afore, when I was shocked by my friend’s appearance. As I masticate my rice crispy cereals they commence to brainstorm conceptions on how to spend our Saturday together. Then, they mentioned the beach and it immediately caught my attention. I genially wrap up my breakfast, then reply with an expeditious, “ definitely the beach."

It was a warm, perfect September morning. All was right with Mrs. Johnson. She had her hair all done up and she had her favorite dress on. It was light red. It was the same color as the trees that were starting to change. The sun had come up and it shined beautifully through the kitchen window, which exposed the delicious breakfast she had prepared.

One weekend I went with my mom up to this coffee place, that had these chairs that we're tall and green and they could spin. We sat at the table that had the green spinny chairs and this table was right next to the window so we go to see everything that was going on outside. The lunch place was located in San Francisco, where it was really sunny so there were a lot of people. It was great because we go to see a lot of people that we're tourists and they got excited at everything they saw. For lunch when we go there, her friend Victor was there too.

What a beautiful day, I feel much relaxed by watching this sun shower after having a tough time. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself; I am muddy I live in this beautiful house with my family. My mother’s name is snoozy she always sits in a place sleeps. My father is opposite to my mother he is really a hard worker and very caring father who is loved very much by our master David. He assists my master to look after his sheep. I have two little sisters, one named shiny and the other one is fatty. My masters little girl Lara named us, and she is a wonderful kid who always take cares of us. This place is located far away from the city, but I feel it to be a wonderland since we have plenty of places to play and farm is located in front of the house where there is a beautiful garden and many trees. Different

The focus of my essay is my favorite year. At 16, what could cause a girl to feel like this is the best year of her life? There are three reasons that make this my best year. The first reason is because, for the first time in my life, I felt comfortable in my body. The second reason is my mother gave me a birthday party, that was more amazing than words. Lastly, this year was great because I started driving. All of these, moments through this year, added up to be my best and favorite year.

“Son, we are moving to a different country” is a statement my father said on April 8th, 2012 which I hold dear to my heart till this very day not because it was my birthday but because it was a day that altered my life forever and made me who I am today.

Fridays and the weekend are the most favorite days of the week for everyone. The approaching weekend provided a breath of fresh air and a sigh of relief. Fridays for high schoolers are synonymous with no burden fun with individuals relaxing at home, going out with friends, or showing their school spirit during the sports events that occur. For me personally, fridays are game days, with lots of clicking, tapping, and yelling, full of video games galore. A constant Skype call running through my group of friends creating a state of bliss during which all my school responsibilities are forgotten. But, I don't have a specific day I would call my favorite only a specific time. It's the time around 7 pm every day during which my whole family comes together to our dining room to share dinner together.

I remember being terribly out of breath, but it did not matter because I could feel the adrenaline soaring throughout my body. The adrenaline made me feel like I was in an entire different world. Anytime I see a close football game in the fourth quarter, I think back to this point. I visualize myself out on the field with twenty-one other guys. Even though there are twenty-one others on the field, and plenty of parents cheering on their child’s team, I felt like it was only me and the football.