Personal Narrative: Julia's Baby

I was born in the Dominican Republic my parents named me Maria Esther, with many associate to be spanish but the true is originated from Hebrew. I'm 22 years old and too mature for my age. I'm the older of five kids, between my baby sister are 7 years apart, with made me to be responsible and not able to feel classes or choose to do wild and crazy things . growing up my family movie five time alway in urban area. My siblings and I grow up with many friends in different places. My sister and I attend private school until our 8 and 7 years old we started at the age of 2. I grow up in a catholic family, but I always was to curious at early age I started studying others religion what lead me to change my religion domination. My skin color is light brown. When people see me for

“So Jillianne, what is your most favorite animal?”. I blinked in response, taken aback by the casual question. “Um, uh-I like dogs, I guess”. “Dogs? I love dogs! I have two at home- one big and one little. Want to see a picture of them?”. I nodded my head,

As Lelia’s belly continued to grow, the winter of ‘55 felt endless, followed by a spring that brought copious amounts of wind and hard-driving rain. As a result, the raw cold air escorting the early springtime rains in Maine kept Lelia and her children chilled to the bone, as well as hardworking: stoking the fires until the end of April.

“You’re acting like my mother,” Patrick grumbles, stubbornly. He tries and fails to hide his blush. “I’m eating the damn soup, what more do you want?”

Hey Nandi, just letting you know that you're a really amazing person. Honestly you're a unique person there is no other person I could meet on the planet that could out weight your personality. I've decided that since the day I was born, BAM, mother-child bond. You've always been a strong woman you've done everything from working two jobs, to go our every school events, and handling our family problems. You're extremely happy even in bad situations and your not afraid to show us discipline that has an impact. You're a woman of few words but when you do open your mouth something extraordinary comes out. You fight for us, love us, your kind to all people, help raise strong people by putting reality in front of us since we were little. The most valuable lesson you've taught me so far is, life's going to be extremely difficult at times but you have to be strong, because you are strong, you can fight, and if you go down swinging better make worth your while. Couldn't ask for a better woman in my life.

Sister Muriel, who was also my grandmother, and who I affectionately referred to as granny, was a bit more tired than usual on the eve of December 10, 1958. She headed to the Sisters' dorm a little earlier than usual. She climbed the stairs and enjoyed the cool breeze that blew against her face. That night she felt reflective about the good times with her husband. She missed him. However, the quiet, cool evening allowed her to sleep restfully, that is—until she was jarred awake and saw the entire building lit up around each of the bunks. Muriel’s daughter Barbara, who is also my mother, was on the bunk above. She expressed how beautiful the light was on the hill. By this time the whole dorm was awake. Although it may have seemed beautiful to Barbara, my grandmother Muriel, was

Heather exclaimed with great annoyance, “I’m even starting to get hungry, it has been a century since Lacie left to go pick up the food. I need my belly filled

I’ve always known that i have a big heart… Just the thought of helping people fills my heart with joy, but actually doing the act makes me feel like i am on top of the world….

My daughter, Lauren, often surprises me with her readiness to jump into the unknown, but very rarely have I ever worried about her not being able to handle herself in an unfamiliar situation. She has always been a very adaptable person, making friends easily and adjusting her routine accordingly. Though Lauren loves to try new things, she also loves having routine and structure. Most of the time these things don’t go together but somehow she manages to mix them just right to fit her needs. Editing her routine to better fit her environment is just one of the many skills she has obtained from moving around so much. It will probably take Lauren a little while to settle in to the family’s routine and develop new habits. This might cause her to experience feelings of homesickness for some familiarity, but I am confident she won’t feel that way for long.

“The only real stumbling block is fear of failure,” said late Julia Child, an American chef I look up to. Indeed, failures related to cooking have massively impacted my personality and taught me several lessons in life that I cherish the most.

My hands glide across the piano keys Covered in scars that stand as a reminder of ma A reminder of the accident A reminder of my mistake And a reminder of her death Now things are better, Crops are growing Daddy’s happy and he found a girl named Louise She's nothing like ma

“I wish for the same aspect I’ve hoped for from the beginning. I wish for a life so fearless, so unpredictable, so full of unexpected joys and unforgettable love that no box could possibly contain all my memories. Such a life won’t be perfect. It’ll be something better, it will be my own paradise”. I’m going to share with you about my “Helene Tucker”. My symbol is my friend Taylor, which represents love, trust, and laughter “everything I want”.

On July the 3rd, a new baby girl was born. She had bright, bold, blue eyes, with little rolls around her arms and legs, that was me! I was held warmly and cuddled in my mums soft arms. At that moment I became Ella Grace Romaniuk!

“Okay! Since you two cannot separate your differences calmly, go outside and sort it out. Make sure you don’t come back in until you guys have it figured out!” their mom commanded.

“I’M HUNGRY!” Secunda groaned irritably. “When will supper be served, Mother? My stomach is grumbling again.”