Back when my great grandma was alive, my family started a tradition. This tradition was making popcorn balls and sugar cookies every year for christmas. Now this tradition has been going on for many years, up until a few years ago.
My grandmother and grandfather were supposed to come over on Christmas eve to stay the night at my family’s house. On Christmas eve morning, it had snowed so much, my grandparents couldn’t even back out of their driveway. They're too old to shovel the snow, and the roads were icy. In the end, my grandparents were stuck at home and my family didn’t get to see them.
Although everyone was disappointed, I feel like it was okay because everyone still had someone to spend the night with. For me that was my family, and for my grandparents that was each other.
When the morning time came, as usual, snow feel, people woke up, it was as normal as any other day. I woke up around 9 and was given good news that my grandparents would be here around 11. I stayed in my pajamas and played on my phone on the couch.
When my grandparents got to my house, we brought in the gift they brought and the food, setting it on the counter. Everyone gather around the living room and opened our presents. Later we ate clam chowder and ham for breakfast. Although we only got to spend the day together i had this feeling the whole time, almost like i was safe and protected. It's a feeling I only experience Christmas time, and something I will cherish forever. I feel as
When we went to Lubbock to go visit are the family, we has to stay at my grandmas house and it was cold in their house because they didn't have their heater on we told them to put it on but they never listen to us. So we all just wrapped ourselves in blankets. We celebrated Christmas with my dad's side of the family for the day. We eat ham and other sides that they made with it and we opened gifts, all I got was some clothes.The next day we celebrated with my mom's side of the family. We ate tacos,beans, and chips and after that we opened presents and we played bingo.Then the next day we went back home, back it was time to go back.
to improve the morale of the entire hospital quickly reflected on the turnaround of all employees. The followers willingly accepted him, trusted the mission/vision he had and were emotionally involved in the process of change within the organization. In addition, they were transparent, they communicated well with the team, they articulated goals and most importantly, they gained everyone’s trust. According to Northouse, “a transformational leader would be a manager who attempts to change his or her company’s corporate values to reflect a more humane standard of fairness and justice. In the process, both the manager and the followers may emerge with a stronger and higher set of moral values” (Northouse, 2016, p.162-163). A transformational
The comfortable environment of friends and family, delicious smells, and valued conversations make Thanksgiving one of the most enjoyable moments of the year. For as long as I can remember, I have cherished the memories of Thanksgiving with my family. There are comforting sounds of laughter and lively movement throughout the house. With my whole family gathered nearby, I have no choice but to feel grateful.
As usual the relatives were happy to see my family and I, and after seeing everybody and hanging around inside for a little bit. My grandmother stayed inside with my mother too cook, and the rest of us transitioned into my backyard where I had another enjoyable experience. There was a rope in my backyard, and this rope was a modern day iPhone. I would swing on this rope for countless hours day after day having the time of my life. This time it was different however, because I had my relatives there, and they would push me on it propelling me even further up making the experience of swinging on this rope even more enjoyable. Out of all the moments that day this is the one that I can remember the most
I had 5 smores. My amazing grandpa always knows how to get the fire just right for everyone to enjoy. My marshmallows are always soft and squishy which is just the way I like it. After we finished eating s'mores and chilling with the family, it was almost time for bed. I was exhausted. Before I went to bed my brother and I played a competitive game of pool. It was a close one. He ended up beating me with a crazy shot that ended up in a corner pocket on the opposite side of the unbalanced pool table. When the game was over I decided to go to bed. I was very excited and nervous about what tomorrow might
It was the first time ever that my sisters and I were spending thanksgiving at my grandparent’s house, and their excitement was unparalleled. Fortunately, I’m incredibly close with all my grandparents, however coming from divorced parents, I’ve had to choose throughout the years whom I spend my holidays with. This year was different. A good different.
The Grimm Brothers version of Rapunzel can be viewed as gruesome, filled with deception and abandonment from start to finish. Which is why these two examples can be seen as the main narratives in this fairy tale. Rapunzel was forced to live a lonely life, locked away from civilization in which she had no control over, due to her parent’s mistake of trading their own daughter for some rampion. Rapunzel’s moral rights were not being respected, this is where The Rights Approach ethical standard comes to view, which states that “humans should have the ability to choose freely what they want to do with their lives” (Behrens, Rosen 276).
Five hours go by and here I was watching my family make Christmas cookies and listen to Christmas music. They were laughing and singing, just how I wanted it to be. Mom and Dad shared a kiss and Ann made puking noises. When they were done with the cookies, they went into the living room and turned on 25 Days of Christmas. It was tradition to watch Christmas movies and eat cookies that night before. After a little while they fell asleep and I went off into my “dream land”.
My ¨Adventurous¨ Snow Day was not to special at all to be honest. I woke up for school and got an email saying that I had no school that day and so I decided to go right back to sleep until about 11 o'clock. I woke up and did my daily routine and came downstairs for some breakfast and afterwards I went back to my room and played Fortnight for the next 2 and a half hours (I have no life). I put on my winter jacket and went out and walked over to my aunt's house. I stayed there for about 2 hours and then decided to start walking back when the snow got a little heavier and I stopped to get some food on the way home. When I got home I decided to lay down for a bit because I was a little tired and then I kid you not, 2 seconds later my mom
Family traditions can be good or bad, but in my case family traditions are good. I have a couple of family traditions,but I am just going to talk about one of my birthday traditions. My grandma Lynn always makes sure it happens every year. You’re probably wondering what it is, well it is Wizard of Oz night.
Ever since I was a little kid I’ve been going to my grandparents the day after Christmas day. My family would go there and meet up with all the other Woodruffs that would come. It was mostly three or four families if we got lucky. But when we would get together it would be a great time. My grandma isn’t exactly “traditional” as she doesn’t bake cookies or knit sweaters or generic stuff that other grandmas do. But she was still very loving and welcoming.
This morning we went outside to go take a walk , since we lived in Alaska we had to get warm clothes on since in these days in Alaska it mostly snows a lot the terrible part of today was that we got lost in a snow storm lincoln, Lynn and I couldn't find a place to stay either. We tried to stay warm by giving body warmth to each other , until someone came by and decided to help us get out of the terrible storm , when we finally got out we told Aaron, the guy that got us out of the storm ,where we lives so he'd take us home, we decided to take a warm shower and drink hot cocoa when we went back home, when we finished doing all of those things we put on our pajamas then we went to sleep.
Domestic work does not receive the same recognition as a “productive” occupation as most other forms of work. Several factors contribute to the devaluation of domestic work. For one, this type of work is performed in a home where work conditions are quite different from those found in other workplaces. Also, because domestic workers tend to work alone, leaving them isolated from other typical workers. More importantly, the economic value of domestic is difficult to determine because there is no commercial output. Domestic work is still viewed as “women’s work”, belonging to the private sphere and not the public sphere. The low status of domestic work in Brazil is a primary example where women make up 94.3 percent of all domestic workers; 61.8 percent of them are Afro-Brazilians and 64 percent have little to no education. Through the analysis of Brazilian policy responses to domestic work, this paper will show that Brazilian laws do not fully address the issues of domestic work, mainly because it does not address the complex makeup of domestic work and workers.
I remember waking up on Christmas day with a huge smile on my face, heart full of joy, and my stomach barking. I can smell all the spices cooking down stairs. As soon as I got out of bed I will rushed down the steps into the kitchen to see what my mom had prepare for us on this special day. We had different variety of food turkey, stuffing, ham, bake beans, mac and
We each take a huge breath as we step out into the crispy snow that snaps under our boots. I make my way to the front door, illuminated by the red, green, and blue Christmas lights. As I open the door and step into a house full of cheek pinches and hugs, an array of Christmas smells welcomes me and makes my mouth water. As my family and I are quickly made comfortable, I look around... All the house is full of Christmas decorations, and the carols are heard all over the house. My cousins are running, playing , and laughing.