Narrative Essay On My Birthday

The sky was always blue holding sunshine rays in her world. Her name was Rosaline Deponte, my great-grandma. The continuous smile that she showed on her face reminded us how precious life is and to not take things for granted. Cold wood floors that could easily freeze toes, single-walled construction, shut rows of jalousie windows, and the smell of warm sweet bread on the counter 24/7, that was Rosaline’s house.

September 11, 2001 is the saddest day that America has ever experienced. The terrorist attack that took place killed over 2,000 innocent American citizens and left their families and loved ones in sorrow. The terrorist attacks that took place on September 11, 2001 was such a terrifying day every single American and for every other country in the world. The United of America will never forget 9/11, the day Osama Bin Laden planned a terrorist attack on the United States by hijacking two passenger planes and steering them into the World Trade Center, and hijacking a third plane and steering it into the Pentagon. The field trip that we took to the 9/11 Memorial this past Monday was a great and humbling experience. Being that I was only four

My name comes from the Hebrew language, it means firm,strong,and long living. It also appears eight times in the Hebrew Bible, it can also be spelled Eitan or Eytan. My last name in old english means tribal leader. The last name King was given to a lot of irish immigrants moving to the United States. In French it can be translated as Roy.

I was born on April 26 at 6:54pm in 2003, in Phoenix, Arizona at the Chandler Regional Hospital. When I was born I weighed 8 pounds, 11 ounces and 21 inches. On the 22nd my family drove to the hospital because my mom was having bad contractions, and they thought I was gonna be born on my grandpa’s birthday. Once they arrived to the hospital my mom got checked in , but they ended up waited and waited and waiting for my arrival. My mom also tried going on some small walks around the hospital to see if that helped, but it didn't. My mom was in labor with me for 12 hours.

I was born on March 7, 2002. Locally what's happen around 2002 was that the fifth Third field opened, Which is know as the Mud Hens. The Fifth Third Field open April 25, on a Tuesday. On December of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, there was a snow storm of 6 -7 inches. Nationally what happened was on May 21, the United States department issued,report in the war on terror. There were seven nation that a state sponsors, Iran, Iraq, Cuba, Libya, North Korea, Sudan, and Syria. What happen world wide is that NATO invites additional members of the former Soviet bloc to join the membership. Those Seven nation was Bulgaria, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Romania, and Slovenia. This event happened on November 21.

My worst birthday was this year. I went to a Twins game with my dad, stepmom, and sisters, Olivia (who is 15) and Natalie (who is 6.) The game wasn’t the bad part, I actually had a lot of fun. Well… that’s after this happened.

I was born the 14th of December. Just to sum it up, I'm going to tell you parts of growing up. Growing up I was able to read minds. I didn’t know my father, but I had my mother. As I got older my mom found out about my mind reading abilities. She kept me at home and home schooled me.

September 11,2001 World Trade Center attack.On the morning of Tuesday September 11,2001 four coordinated terrorists attacked the World Trade Center and 2,977 lives were lost.I know families are suffering everyday of the

On October 19, 2012 the statue ¨Big Tex” was destroyed by fire during the State Fair of Texas. Another thing that happened on my birthday was that Henry Ford made his first radio speech in 1932. One thing that interested me the most was in 1960, Martin Luther King Jr. was arrested at an Atlanta sit-in at ¨The Magnolia Room¨ On this day, 52 protesters, including King, were arrested for violating legislation. They

“Lindsey get your butt down here right now! Before Luke eats all the waffles!” my mom yells from the bottom of the stairs.

It was Saturday, April 27, 2016, and I had just woken up from a long, hard sleep. It was about 9:30 AM, and my arm was still aching from getting my annual shots the day before. Every year, I dread going to the doctor's office to get these shots. They make my body feel significantly weak, and they always make me sick to my stomach. It was the weekend of my birthday, so I was planning on having my friend, Melanie, over to have dinner with us and to spend the night. I usually have a big party to invite all of my friends to, but I just wasn’t feeling well enough. My mom said that it was fine for her to stay with us, and at that point, I knew my weekend was going to be great.

My birthday. Not a special occasion once a year. Rather, something occurring the day following Christmas, a much more celebrated day in almost everyone’s opinion. Certainly more likely to attract a crowd. Mother – sharing Father’s enthusiastic support – claimed my birth should have been on Christmas but the Doctor dispensed an anesthetic delaying her - and me. Both swore he went home for his family celebration. Perhaps he did.

This birthday was different from the others. I was turning 12 years old and this day was the worst of them all. The moment we got on the plane I felt some weird substance running down my face. I didn’t believe this was happening on this day, they could have choose any other day but they had decisioned this one instead.

It is April 4th. It is my 21 birthday.21 years ago I was born and got named Thea. My mom Emily, dad James, sister Maddison, and brother Liam are coming over to celebrate my birthday. There are a few things I must do before they come.

The year of 2014 was the only year I didn't get to blow out birthday candles.