Personal Narrative: An Interview With My Sister Keturah

Speakers. However, I did feel some may have been there because they were famous, but nevertheless still gave insight to networking.

I can’t give you the whole denotation about me because there is no single definition about me. People have many different ideas that characterize how they perceive Mikayla NaSya Lewis. Even strangers create their personal ‘Mikayla’ in their mind, and all of those different concepts of me create who I am and what I represent.

When people think of cheer think of things like “Give me s!” or “Goooo team!” things like that, but it's really not, there is so much more to it, like conditioning for four hours, what you call flips, I call tumbling, we also throw people up about twenty feet in the air and catch them when they come back down, no joke. Scary, but it’s the life of being a cheerleader. I also really enjoy drawing. I like to come up with things to draw and my mind takes me from there. I also like to run but i’m not a cross country person. I enjoy running for fun.

Oh Junior, such a poor kid. Growing up with such an array of disabilities has definitely taken a toll on him. Seeing him constantly falling victim to teasing and bullying certainly makes me sad but sometimes I feel that he brings it upon himself; of course I am not allowed to say that though, being his grandmother I am required to be supportive of my grandson. I wish that he would somehow manage to at least find a few new friends. The only kid I ever see him around is that Rowdy boy. I know that they have been friends since birth but he is absolutely cruel and is constantly fighting others on the reservation - I do not think that he is a very good influence for Junior to be around. Rowdy had

I chose this picture of my sisters because it is my favorite one. I am on the far left, my little sister, Karrie, is in the middle, and my older sister, Kassie, is on the far right. This picture just seems like another picture of sisters but we are so much more, we are best friends. We are all so different but all so alike. We all go by shortened names, Kassie is Kasandra, Katie is short for Katelyn, and Karrie is short for Karrington. We have age gaps of six years in between Kassie and I, and four years in between Karrie and I. Not to mention how different we all look. I got the naturally curly hair from my dad, Karrie has the dark brown hair from my mom, and Kassie got the blond hair from her dad. Yes, Kassie has a different dad but we have never made a big deal about it

As a former gymnast, cheerleading was never something I planned on doing. In the gymnastics world, cheer was hated. Gymnasts everywhere claimed that cheerleading “stole” tumbling from us. So when I made the Junior Varsity team my freshman year, I expected the worst. Looking back, cheer has taught me more life lessons in the past four years than gymnastics ever did in the ten years I was a gymnast.

It was very interesting to interview my teacher. I have learned more than what I wanted to learn. I learned what full inclusion was. Full inclusion is when all students, regardless of handicapping condition or severity, be with the rest of the class learning in the same place and time. Miss. Al-Hiaki feels that it’s her responsibility to have her student level-out of her grade all almost at the same level of education if not better. “It’s my job to make sure that every student is leaning what he or she is supposed to learn at this age and in this grade,” said Miss. Al-Haiki. Me and Miss. Al-Haiki had three newcomers in the class room who didn’t know their letters nor their numbers. Therefore, there had to be special assistance in the classroom

I would never abandon Danielle, she has been with me since pretty much the day I moved here. The way we started was I asked my cousin Lavell who people were on instagram and i followed a bunch of people which one of them happened to be Danielle. That night I checked my phone and noticed that she had liked a large number of my pictures, so i asked Lavell who she was and he told me a little bit about her. The next day, July 4th, Lavell and i was going to go to a get together with his friends and they all had dates while i the new kid had no one to go with. I took a leap of faith and asked her what she was doing and if she would be interested in coming with me even though we didnt know each other. I told her that i lived with Lavell and that if she wanted

We have many traditions as a family but one of them is to go to Branson, MO every single year. This tradition was started about 17 years ago when our two families just wanted to hang out more and have fun and now it goes every year and gets us close to each other all over again even though it is always very strong. We have such good relationships now with their family and now we do a bunch of stuff with them. My whole family, Me, Nicole, my mom, and my dad all love it down there and we keep going back and always find new stuff even though it is very hard. It is my dad’s all time favorite place and the same can go for me. The Mangold family, Mike, Judy, Michael, Erica, Ryan, and Rebecca also go down with us and we have a heap of fun together.

I woke up around 7 by someone knockig on the door it was probably Daniela and Krystal who had forgotten their keys or lost them while partying. I got up and fixed my vneck tank top I was freezing cold since I had short shorts on and my tank top. I walked downstairs and opened the door."Ugghh Daniela you should seriously stop loosibg your keys and Krystal stop forgetting them".I walked back upstairs to my room I brushed my teeth and took a shower. When I finished I wrapped the towel around my body I played my favorite song All I Ever Wanted by Basshunter on my phone. I walked out of my bathroom to grab my panty and bra but somone covered my eyes making me jump and scream "Aaa!!"I screamed. "Sshhh it is just me"the person said "Harry? what are

The lyrics ran through my head as I scrolled through my Instagram feed. In a time where a small waist and big butt were in fashion, it came more naturally than I anticipated for women to encourage each other to ‘improve their looks’. The more I scrolled, the more I realized that women validated themselves by their physical appearance, finding more worth in the curve of their hips rather than the flexibility of their thoughts.

There goes one of my big sisters, the only one who is still alive, DeDé. Ever since the accident she been asked to perform many interviews, she pretended that she was strong but I know she wasn’t. I believe that she was getting tired of all the interviews, knowing it broke her heart that her sisters died. The Miribal sisters who were only trying to take a stand in what they believed in. She told the interviewer that the memories are what keep her strong and healthy. The interviewer asked some basic questions because it seemed like she didn’t know much what of really happen. DeDé started telling about one of her favorite memories, when our family sit outside and talk at night. I was pretty young because my three older sisters were born after

I am water cold and awful, false in demeanour disguised as calm and pleasant waiting to drown you, suffocate you, force the last breath out of your lungs. I see her across the road her red scarf blowing aimlessly in the wind. I focus on it imagining that same red pouring out of her cut pale throat instead of hanging from her body. I like breaking pretty things dismembering, fracturing. There is a certain beauty to their suffering as the last breath leaves them I am in control.

My mom experienced inequality what had happened is that she felt ashamed as a mother because we started to act very rude and not our usual selves. The parts of the society were involved as my mother, her kids, and also her family last but not least her wonderful HUSBAND Kendall Clark. Who helped feel like she is not a bad mother well she is not a bad mother. Is me her eldest daughter Akayla King, and her husband by telling her mothers is going to make mistakes nobody's perfect at all. Who seemed to be working against her is the devil he wants her to fail. How did my mom handle it is that she does a bible study every night by herself with the candle lighted up smelling like sweet cinnamon. The results is she found herself being confident towards

I met a lady from here who could pass as someone that I know twin that I want to have sex with, but haven't. She is only a couple years younger and has the same body as her along with the same hair color and eyes. We talked for a while and I told her that she could be the lady I want to have sex with twin, she smiled really big, told me how hot she thought it would be if she role played the lady I want to fuck that could be her twin. We fucked off and on for 4 or 5 hours that night I cam hard a few times and her bed was soaking wet from her squirting so much because we both got in to her role playing the lady I want to fuck! This was Sun 12/7/15 the lady I want to fuck. I'll be seeing Wed. 12/9/15. Needless to say my dick will be rock hard