My Favorite Experience In Life

I started playing volleyball in 6th grade. My friend Abagail had wanted me to play for our school, so she would have one friend on the team. From there I wasn’t sure if I wanted to play volleyball. I had never watched volleyball and never played it either.

I was always in flight, always running from my dad, and always scared of the unpredictability of tomorrow because of his determination to make my life miserable. His eyes would gleam as he sat me down to watch him choke and beat my mother; the more I cried the more he laughed. Among some of his worst addictions was his love of spitting at me as verbal attacks took turns with his saliva. I became numb to the way his chewing tobacco would cloud my eyes

One of the most exhilarating moments of my entire life was my very first time at a roller coaster theme park. Growing up I would always see commercials on television of children and adults alike having a sparkling Colgate smile on their faces and enjoying themselves, so when my family decided we were going to Islands of Adventure for vacation. I was like a child who just received a cookie out of the cookie jar. Even though I was 21 years old at the time, I was extremely trilled. I packed my luggage like a stuff turkey on Thanksgiving Day and I was ready to take on this adventure.

As a foodie, eating foods is my favorite thing and I also find my speciality in eating, that is tasting food and know the condiment in every dishes. When I was a child, I usually go to kitchen to see adults cooking. My intention is not to learn how to cook, but to know where the dishes that I felt very delicious from out of curiosity. As time passed, I knew the recipe of every dishes that I like gradually and learned how to improve it taste. I born at a country that have many delicious foods and the cuisine like to use many kinds of condiments. Through the process of knowing the recipe of cuisine, I also learned many condiments and their use.

A smile, a small compliment from a stranger or a word of encouragement all have the ability to brighten someone’s day. These same actions can even change a person’s life. Inspiration can strike at any moment. For me, it was at the Winter Garden Theatre in New York City sometime in March of 2011. It wasn’t a smile or kind word that changed me, but a musical number, a group of dancers, and an orchestra five feet in front of me.

Can you recall the greatest experience of your life? Football has been a love of mine since I was a undersized kid. I really grew attached to a team called the Washington Redskins. A lot of my sundays were spent in front of the television gazing as the Redskins put in work. On September 24th my dad came home with pale papers in his rugged hand. He placed the papers in my grip which were tickets to go see the Redskins play the Chiefs in Kansas City on October 2nd.

My childhood was never something that seemed to be a typical boy’s childhood. I never watched sports as kid since the T.V. channel was dictated by my parents so all we watched were shows like Law & Order, CSI, and Fear Factor. I never learned about cars whatsoever and talking about girls always perplexed me. I never understood how someone could base their feelings about someone based off physical appearances, but that could just be because I was very pessimistic and was always very distant of people in general. Video games are something that I loved to play and was something I thought would a normal guy thing. While I had played video games, they mainly consisted of Nintendo games which are generally much more docile than games than what most guys played, which consisted of first person shooter games such as Halo and Call of Duty. This lead to awkward moments when trying to have conversations with other guys, especially when I was going into high school.

I took a deep breath. I could hear casual laughter and murmurs as friends behind me quoted “classic” lines from Billy Madison. How could they be so nonchalant? My cue was coming up. What if I missed it? What if I tripped? What if I forgot my lines? Worse yet, what if the audience glimpsed past the façade of my gregarious character? What if they saw (and judged) the real me?

We get to know the people around us, what their personality is like, what they like to do, how they live, how they smell, and what their food tastes like off the ground. I personally enjoy the red, juicy meat which usually comes between two buns. While I try and talk to Sarah, my owner, my tongue doesn’t allow it. My day mostly consists of sitting, sleeping, chasing after the Gerald, the cat, waiting for Sarah to get home and sometimes I am able to get into this metal can in the kitchen with multitudes of heavenly treats; however, there is this thing, it sits on the right side of the porch on the back of the house, Sarah turns it on and she starts cooking. Horrible things come out of it; Smoke, fire, steaming hot objects, and worse Sarah even stands near it.

Growing up with a single mother was a struggle. My mother had to work long nights, weekends, and holidays to provide a home, food, and clothing. In addition, my mother provided a safe atmosphere for me. My mother made it her mission to prepare me for the world, and she did an incredible job. I could not have asked for a better mother. Everything changed when one day while she was in the shower, my mother first felt a lump in her left breast. Cancer was something new to my family, so my mother was scared and unsure of what to do next. When she decided to get a breast exam, I tagged along. I was unaware of how dire the situation was. I went with my mother to a number of hospitals, including Howard University Hospital, to receive additional observations and later treatments. My mom was finally done with chemotherapy and the doctor told us she had little to no cancer cells left. My family was happy again, but this was short lived because of a couple of months later, my mother became very ill. She was then placed in a hospice, a place for the terminally ill. At this point my family knew the outcome; yet, I was not ready for her to leave. Losing my mother was the saddest period of my life because I had to struggle with loneliness, I was traumatized by the experience, and I had to adjust to a new living environment.

The adults always seemed to talk once I was across the room. As if the fifteen feet of distance between us inhibited my understanding of tone, and stress. When I saw Nana Sandy take the most of the stress, I would approach the adults and wait for my invitation to climb onto her armchair, into her lap; and it would always come. “Come here, Jovian,” she said with the softest smile on her face, arms held out. I would push myself off the ground, making it onto her lap, thanks to her support. Nana Sandy’s apartment was warm – not in temperature, but in feeling. Even when tension between the adults fell on my shoulders, there was no place I would rather be. The lighting was dim (to ease Nana Sandy’s headaches), and there was hardly anything typical to entertain a child with. But there were books, not academic books, but fun books. Two books in particular that she would read to me over and over, and I would never bore of. Nana Sandy had in her apartment a display of curious clown statuettes. I never asked why, but it made sense. People just have their things.

“THEY HAVE CARAMEL POPCORN,” I yelled to my friends. They didn’t seem to care, but on an elementary field trip there is always so much going on that even caramel popcorn can seem boring. We were in the old student building of the University of Washington and the lunches were blowing my mind. Compared to the reheated-by-microwave slop they plopped on my tray everyday back at school, this cafeteria was a feast for the gods. I knew I had to go here someday, if only to be able to get caramel popcorn every day for lunch. Despite not recognizing the brilliant architecture, wonderful academics, and prestigious reputation, I think I had my priorities right as a kid. The popcorn, to be fair, was delicious.

Almost three years ago my mom was diagnosed with Bacterial Meningitis. Bacterial Meningitis is very life threatening if not treated immediately. It was a very scary experience for everyone. With this experience I have learned a very important lesson, don’t ever take your parents for granted because you could easily lose them and maybe sooner then you thought.

I still remember that terrible morning. I sprang out of bed and tossed the sheets aside. I was still in my pajamas but I didn't care, dashing down the halls, sprinting down the stairs, and staring intently at the wooden front door. My mom and sister were all ready grinning at the main entrance. The door swung open and my dad burst into the room. He hugged us like never before. After two years he was back. Tears escaped my mother's hazel eyes. Then my dad stood up and watched us as we all at once shared what the last two year had been like. He scanned my sister and was saying how we've all grown but fell short on me. He stared at my pajamas. His gaze pierced right through me. He trembled, then all at once he collapsed, his knees sank, his arms went weak. My sister let out an earsplitting scream. The glass door screen shattered after my dad slammed against it. Mom ran to the phone and called an ambulance. But I just stood and gazed down at him. And he looked right back at me. Before his eyes slammed shut.

Have you ever had an amazing or scary experience? Well if you have not then I will tell you an amazing experience I had when me and my family went to key west, Florida. Going to Key West was my best experience because. I always heard a lot of good things and bad I had my doubts about the bad things because I remember researching about Key West, Florida and looking at scrolling through the beautiful beaches with crystal clear water. And also all the many activities you could do like scuba diving, night paddling, and they also had a helicopter ride which looked cool. Another thing that I saw was the deep sea fishing. After seeing all the pictures a week later it was time for us to go I remember seeing the big bridge that connected the two