My Life in a Page

My childhood was a happy one, for a moment at least. The first seven years of my life had gone by in a flash living in Bear, Delaware. I don’t know if I had so much fun that somehow, I transported myself into the future. The next thing I knew my family along with the new addition of my younger brother Ethan was moving to Powder Springs, Georgia. This tendency to stop and look at my existence at specific points in my life continued through 6th grade with the family moving again to Dallas, Georgia. Fast forward a few years after 8th grade my family and I moved for the last time to West Chester, Pennsylvania. I have moved a lot and it caused a lot of stress and uncertainty but I don’t regret it for a second, because from this constantly winding journey I learned one important lesson. There are challenges and obstacles everywhere you go but your reaction to the situation will decide how successful you will be in life.

The couple remarried on Jan. 17, 1794, but Jackson’s neglect in reviewing the legal issues of Rachel’s divorce was exploited by his political opponents in the presidential race of 1828. Rachel and Andrew did not have children so as a result, they had adopted three young boys. In December 1808, Elizabeth Donelson, the wife of Rachel’s brother Severn, bore twin boys. Someone suggested that Rachel and Jackson rear one of the boys as their own. Twins always place an extra strain on families of newborns. Perhaps Elizabeth may have offered, but somehow the women decided that Rachel would take one of the babies for her own… Jackson later contended that he and Rachel formally adopted Andrew Jackson Jr. a few weeks after his birth. He had also later adopted two other children who were Native American boys. These two boys were sons were Theodore and Lyncoya. Little is known about the two boys but it has been discovered that Lyncoya died of tuberculosis at 16.

In October of 1818, I suffered a stroke. I died quietly on October 28,1818, surrounded by my family. My husband lived several more years, passing away on July 4, 1826. I have the distinction of being the the first woman in U.S. history to be the wife of one president (John Adams) and the mother of another (John Quincy

I was born on Sept. 24, 1755 in Germantown, Virginia. My parents, Thomas Marshall and Mary Randolph Keith, had 15 children of which I was the oldest. While growing up, my parents homeschooled my 14 siblings and me, and later I was sent to one year of boarding school at the Campbell Academy, where I was classmates with James Monroe. While growing up in a politically connected family, my parents brought great influence into the household, knowledge and character wise. My father was a sheriff and a land surveyor, and my mother was the daughter of a clergyman and her bloodline could be drawn back to the Lees and Randolphs. As I was growing up, my main influence was George Washington, who was a friend of my father. Because of him, at the age of

My family’s past is one full of interesting characters who have made a lasting impact on America as we know it. My research is based mostly from one of my cousins, Sandy Lee, who has researched our family tree herself over the past few years, providing me with several documents, portraits, and noteworthy accomplishments of my ancestors. Multiple names carry significance in my family. Some include, “Warren” (ancestor on my paternal grandmother’s side) and “Rush” (ancestor on my paternal grandfather’s side) both direct ancestors. Richard Warren is the furthest ancestor back in time whom I am researching and he came to America aboard the Mayflower in 1620. He had a relatively substantial family that passed down his legacy. I am also a descendant of a Declaration of Independence signer, Benjamin Rush. Rush studied

I was born in a small town called Walterboro, SC which is located 45 minutes outside of Charleston, SC. I am the daughter of Mr. Charles Chapman and Mrs. Gwendolyn Colleton. Most of my early years was mostly spent with my grandmother until of her passing in 1996. My educational career started in the public schools of Colleton County, SC. After graduating from Colleton County High School in 2005. I continued my educational pursuits at the University of South Carolina in Columbia, SC majoring in Political Science- Pre law and minoring in Religious Studies. During my matriculation at USC, I had the opportunities to serve as a Student Ambassador and an Emerging Leader. I also graduated from Turner Theological Seminary of the

My name is James Madison and I’m going to tell you about my life. I was born on March 16, 1751 in Port Conway, Virginia. I was actually born on March 5 but there was a new calendar that changed it. I was the oldest of 12 children. Two of my siblings died at birth. I was named after my father. My parents names were James Madison Sr. and Eleanor Rose Conway. My family and I lived on a 5,000 acre plantation in Orange County, Virginia. The plantation had 100 slaves that worked the land. It produced tobacco and grains. Many Indians attacked my family through my childhood.

I was born on October 27 1858 and I died on January 6, 1919. I was president from 1901 to 1909. I was not an elected president. William Mckinley was assassinated so I then moved into his place and became the 26th president of the United States of America. I was married twice. My first wife, Alice Hathaway Lee, passed two days after our first child was born. My mother died 11 hours earlier. I then left for three years leaving my newborn daughter in my sister's care. I kept a journal that I wrote in and the only thing I had to say was that the light has gone out of my life. On December 2, 1886 I married my childhood friend Edith Kermit Carow. We had five children, Theodore III, Kermit, Ethel, Archibald, and Quentin.

2000: On December, 25, 2000 I was born, this is when I was introduced to the world and was the start of everything which I believe is really important.

Author Anna Quindlen once said “I lived within the cover of books and those books were more real to me than any other thing in my life”. Now you may wonder how this quote relates to me. Well let me tell you how this quote encompasses me as a whole. From a very early age, I enjoyed reading and I can recall being about six or seven, sitting at recess reading a book. While other children were playing I was living a whole new world. I learned early on that reading is transportation at its finest. Reading takes me away from the stress of school and my personal life. I have always said that characters in novels are the truest best friends anyone could ever have because of one simple fact- they will always be there for you. Growing up I think it is important to

A lot of people wish that they can have someone to guide them through the journey of life. The ups and downs and the trials and tribulations. All this time I didn’t know that I had someone that was in my corner that I would consider to be a mentor. I didn’t see him as my mentor until two years ago. My mentor is my older cousin Isaiah, he is a mechanical engineer at General Electric. He has brown hair, brown eyes, and he’s athletic. Isaiah is caring, understanding, and very intelligent. Me on the otherhand, I am determined, honest, and very stylish. I have brown hair, brown eyes, and I’m short. He is twenty four years old and he is a graduate from Miami University of Ohio. Growing up there was a big age difference between us, but as we got

I’m on the verge of calling her an asshole, but quickly change my mind. Instead I say, “Whitney, my life isn’t in a downward spiral and as for tarnishing the family name that’s absurd. Since I recall, two horse thieves, four drug smugglers, six prostitutes and hordes of corrupt politicians hang from your family tree. Honestly; no one will notice a college dropout perched on one of its branches. More to the point, this decision came about because the sight of a white canvas and a paint brush in my hand induces unbelievable boredom; furthermore, I’ve accepted an offer put forth by Tommy Apple, an iconic tattoo artist and owner of the multinational corporation, Ink It

All I did was accidently leave the back door open. Back and forth, and back and forth. Yelling. After what felt like an hour she remembered we are above Floral Smiles, our flower shop that makes me feel sick, and she yells at me again for yelling.

Tim sat on my bed with just his boxers on later that night. His chest looked delicate, pale and his collarbone thicker than usual. “You're not doing this vegetarian thing for me, right?”

My nickname was “Ba” because it was a tradition to have nicknames with your siblings in my family. The boys in the family were George, Septimus, Octavius, Alfred, Henry, Charles John, Samuel, and