Personal Narrative-Colored Young Baby Boy

“What were you thinking?” My mother said, with a clear look of shame and disappointment resting on her face. “What will people say about us?” My father roared from the other room sounding enraged. I didn’t have an answer for any of the millions of questions my parent’s threw at me that night. I believe I was too shocked myself to utter any words. All I could do was stare down at my night stand and look at the “two pink lines” on this plastic white stick: which indicated that I was in fact “pregnant.”

Everyone in their life will face a barrier. A barrier is a challenge or obstacle that makes it difficult or prevents you from moving forward. Some examples of a barrier you would face would be a death in your family,drugs or alcohol,etc. My barrier that I faced was of the unknowing. My friends and family were all involved with my barrier. I have my barrier everywhere I go. I've been faced with my barrier for a ew years now.

Anais brought her daughter, Ana, to the Houston newborn photography studio today. These two had one of my favorite sessions between parent and child. They were so connected and playful. They were like best friends who love each other's company.

All of the RTOS came into the classrooms wearing their uniforms; they looked ready for inspection. Lieutenant Cardoza and Sergeant Davis accompanied the RTOS during the inspection. We had a surprise inspection of our uniforms, equipment, and reading materials. RTO Knopp gave class twenty a list of items she wanted us to retrieve from our lockers and bring back. I thought I had everything, but I was missing one item. I did not have the book “on combat” in my locker or with me. RTOS asked us to raise our hand if we had forgotten an item. Our names were written down on the white board. Within a couple of minutes we watched

I come from a middle class background. My mother is a criminal defense attorney and my father is a neurosurgeon. I was fortunate enough to have parents who always provided everything that my siblings and I ever wanted or needed. However, my parents definitely put limitations on what all they would buy my siblings and I. For example, when I turned 16 I wanted a new car that cost around 30k. But, my parent’s thought that the car was too nice and too expensive for a 16-year-old girl to have. As a result, my parent’s ended up buying me a much cheaper car that only cost around 20k. Although I was annoyed that I couldn’t get the car that I wanted, I realized that I was lucky to have a car at all. I also feel fortunate that with the help of scholarships and my parent’s I’m able to pay for my college education. So, although I don’t come from a rich background I’m fortunate and thankful to not come from a poor background either.

I am thankful to say that I hopefully will have the opportunity to birth and rear you into a mature young man who will then flourish into a powerful, strong willed, black male. Your mother and I will chaperone you through your days of being an adolescent. Even so, the time will come when you will be forced to learn to accept yourself as a guide and move forward from that point into making your own decisions. Then from this point on, you will be in the pursuit of harnessing your manhood into what you find to believe it is meant to be. Challenges will seem to become your reality and they will have to be accepted, battled, and mastered.

As the due date for my period approached and passed, I had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be coming this month or any months in the near future. I had no real reason to have this feeling but I could tell something was different so, at two days late, I decided I would take a pregnancy test. After taking it, two lines popped up instantly. Two blue lines told me that my life was about to change. Two solid, blue lines told me I was going to be a mother whether I liked it not. My boyfriend didn’t believe me so instead of spending winter break having fun

Mendoza was not the safest place for 3 young white girls to be though. Never have I received so many cautionary tips and advice to be aware and protect my belongings in my life. On our last night as we are walking to the bus station a 30-something year old Korean woman was wailing in the streets. She was screaming and crying and trying to find someone who could help her. I stopped and she cried as she was asking me if I spoke English and Spanish. I did and was doing all I could to translate between her, the Argentineans who were so kind to help her, and the police. This young women had a bus to catch in 20 minutes and was freaking out about if she would be able to file a police report in time. A group of strangers spat on her and as another group was trying to clean her up,

My son is in second grade of 明志 elementary school. He took an elective course, tae kwon do, on Saturday afternoon. Last Saturday, he came home and told me that his tae kwon do uniform was torn by his classmate when they were playing a game. The game they played is most popular with elementary male students. One person to be the ghost, others are human beings. The ghost must to catch someone to be the next ghost. So everybody run away in order not to be caught by a ghost. My son’s uniform was torn when the ghost caught him while he was running. When I took a look at his uniform, I was shocked that the location of the tear is not in the suture and worried that the tear can’t be sewn up. Finally, I took the uniform to a tailor’s shop to sew up

I remember when I was young and eager to explore the meaning and importance of being a Jew. I too was wondering why does this all matter to me and how does this have to do with my life? My child, don’t worry about not being able understand the Hebrew Bible just yet for it is extremely difficult to comprehend and interpret. Even adults still have trouble understanding the entirety of it. It is completely normal to have trouble grasping, or even questioning the meaning and teaching’s that the Bible contains. Now, you ask what is relevant to you today and why you should care about them. Although many teachings, almost all of them, are relevant to your life and the

It was December 27th 1997, as the mother looked into her handsome baby’s eyes. A tear ran down her face as she realizes this is the first and last time she sees the baby’s face, the last time she will be able to strokes her baby boys face, the last time she gets to see those eyes open. As she realizes that she won’t be able to watch him take his first steps and hear him say his first words, dress him for his first day of school, never see him grow up into a powerful young man just like his father.

You sent the text somewhere near the end of the meeting. You weren’t looking at the time. You were looking at the positive pregnancy test, lying flat in you palm. You hated the thing. You didn't know whether to hurl it across the room or nestle it close to your heart. Pregnant. A cluster of cells that would one day be a human were growing inside you. You stared down at the stick, fire burning at the back of your mouth. The familiar feeling of nausea thundered up your throat. You turned, emptying the contents of your hollow stomach into the toilet bowl. You hadn’t eaten all day. Everything you ingested was regurgitated by your body moments later. You cast your eyes back to the test, fingernails gripping the toilet seat. An innocent little pee stick that could destroy or complete someone’s life.

I was walking down the street after school as a young rich white boy in the hood, arriving upon the location of a secret meet up six bigger men arrived in a tinted out van. As the men were gathering around me in a small circle, there leader decided to speak up and ask for for the supplies. I had no clue of what to say because I didn't know what was going on. But I obliged and just gave them my school bag, but as I gave it to them they realized it was full of heavy textbooks and a old sandwich from lunch. Soon they realized that I was the wrong guy and they threw me out of the circle and told me to leave. Dark came soon as I arrived home my father had a very angry grin on his face as he asked me where I have been. I decided to lie to him so

Amelia Mary Earhart was born on July 24, 1897 in Atchison, Kansas. She was the

During the second trimester is when my mother Donna, found out that she was pregnant with me. One morning she got out of the bed doing her normal routine and went to use the restroom where she then passed out on the bathroom floor. My father Patrick, rushed her to Florida memorial hospital in Miami dade county. She said that she woke up and Dr. Joeseph walked into the room, and told her that she was dehydrated and not getting taking in enough iron. Dr. Joseph then proceeded to include, as he handed her an ultra sound picture that she was thirteen weeks pregnant with me. She was in shock, because she said that she always knew when she was pregnant from having two pregancies prior to me there was always a sign but this time it wasn't because she was still having a menstral cycle.