Who is Scarlett Berenisse Mendoza Rodriguez? Is it an American girl? Is it a Mexican girl? Is it a teenager that always complains about her way of living when she has all that she needs because her mother works too hard, so that her siblings and her, can have everything necessary to survive? Yes, I am all of them. I am a Mexican-American minor trying to figure out what to do with her existence. A young lady that is repeatedly complaining about what she does not have while she does not notice what she already has.
My mother, Amy Neuzil, has grit because she works hard everyday to get things done. She is the reason the word grit was invented. She stumbles out of bed every day at six a.m. Then she retrieves my sister, Madison, from her sleeping quarters and dresses her in the fanciest get-up you’ve ever seen. While she is completing that task, she also has to dress for work or college. While cramming a turkey sandwich, blueberries, and five or six bulky blocks of frosted plastic ice into a teeny tiny black insulated lunch bag. After she has finished that magic act, she is practically late for whatever she is trying to get to. So, she frantically gathers Madison into the Buick. Then she starts rushing back and forth through the front door, to grab
As many people wouldn’t believe I, Mikayla Ann Lee or Miki, was born up north in Hartford, Connecticut . . . I know the horror! But thankfully my family and I moved down to South Carolina when I was merely two years old. I caught on to the southern ways rather fast besides my quickened voice and unpleasant dislike for sweet tea. Shortly after that we moved to Texas were all you see are trucks, ranches, and open land. This started my love affair with Ford trucks.
"If my men are too scared to return without Hannah Curtis, I will happily let Miss Curtis kill them. There is no room for cowardice in these ranks, boys. I, however, am no coward and an honorable warrior will let me go free back to my Queen." The Commander sounds disgusted as he raises his voice to address me, assuming I'm somewhere near him. Which is true, obviously, yet he can't be sure.
On a Saturday morning, around 10am, my family was getting ready for my niece’s (Maritza) 4-year-old birthday party. After 12:30pm we were already at my sister’s (Adele) house, ready to give my niece a hug and her annual present. At the moment Maritza wasn’t home, so I stalled for a bit. Chatted with their neighbor, few high school friends, and their wife’s. Finally, she showed up along with her father. The first person she hugs is me, I’m her favorite uncle, according to her, as she hugs my legs and looked up and says, “hey uncle J.” I replied “hey?” with a bit of a curiosity on my mind. Her lip had a big red lump. I managed to not ask her what had happened on her lip. I’m thinking it’s a “I fell down” type accident. The party went off, and
“All you gotta do is open yo legs!” Said the boy I had only seen a couple of times around school before. I felt like my life was flashing before my eyes. I was hoping for this moment to end. The smell of weed and cigs filled the air. It was a beautiful day outside and yet all I could hear was cars and buses rushing by. This is how I knew no one would hear my cry for help.
Sitting with my laptop in the front room of my house, I nervously wait for one of my church youth leaders to arrive. Family pictures smile from the wall above the dusty piano and colorful patterns burst from pillows thrown haphazardly on the old, brown couch. At last, I hear a knock at the door and rush to open it, revealing a woman standing at the door. Seeing her cheerful smile, I begin to relax. What was I so worried about? This is Emily Wilson, an amazing, wonderful woman. I lead her over to sit on the couch, taking my place across from her. Despite her apology for being so “gross” in her purple tank top and black workout leggings, she has an aura of confidence and cheerfulness that leaves no room for my own nerves.
I’ve known of Jaquelle since my junior year in highschool. I met him one day during rap period playing a computer game. We’d greet each other and have a couple laughs whenever we saw one another, but that was really the extent of our friendship. It wasn’t until this year, my senior year, that Jaquelle became one of my closest friends. During the first semester I walked into my third period class looking for friends, as everyone does during the first day of school. I didn’t see any of my close friends, but I saw Jaquelle and knew that we were cool so I sat by him. We had are laughs and jokes as we did in rap period from the previous year. It wasn’t until we started talking about our past experiences in high school that we got close.
Zoe, Zoe Sunny Conti was the most popular and prettiest at Pinnacle high school at least that was what she thought. Her father was one wealthy man, he owned a company and Zoe had fancy expensive clothing and the newest iphone with nice luxurious cars that her father owned, she, herself owned a Range Rover. Though she was known well at school there was another girl her name was Kaylee Chloe Parsons her ex-bestie, their whole friendship ended because of a guy that they both liked, which the guy moved to Oregon the next year. Anyway back to Zoe and Kaylee, stopped being friends sophomore year and they always try to be better than one another in everything, throwing the better party, looking the best, having the most expensive brand clothing, dating the “hotter” guy, everything even P.E. dodgeball. Kaylee wasn't her enemy this time as the days went on. One day her dad got home she was in the living room watching a movie while she looked at her dad and he looked sad, upset just not in the bestest of the mood, she wondered why this must of been
Twenty years ago today, God gave me my second child. She has come to have many nicknames from my gift from God, my Angel of Jesus, to my Princess. Lauren Bailey, you have developed into a beautiful young lady, who is head strong and always knows what she wants. Even as a baby you knew what you wanted and how you were going to do things. When the doctors told me that they needed to take you away as soon as I had you, I lost a piece of me, because I did not know what to expect especially after your first surgery at five days old, but you showed your dad and I that you were strong and willing to live. You have shown so much courage, even at 9 years old, when you had your open heart surgery and you told me “Mom if God wants me to be with him, I
My full name is Kristen Gabriela Lopez my parents decided to give me an American first name and a Spanish middle name. They wanted me to have ties to my Spanish roots and to always remember where I came from. With this installment it has shaped the person I am today and how I perceive the world we live in.
“When I was a little kid I had a good friend who lived down the road from me. Her name was Aria Robin Hunter. I always thought it was cool she had two first names but she thought it was bothersome since she had to explain it to everyone. Aria Robin was always a very creative girl, even for a kid, she seemed to have all these never ending ideas. She was perfectly fine with being left to her thoughts even when it was because all the other kids thought she was weird. She never minded them when they saw her creations as strange alien things. All she said to the boy who told her an animal she drew was strange looking was that he simply hadn’t seen one before. She didn’t seem odd to me when we were little but I began to see her differently as we
Hola Diana, hope it's not too hot over there for you. That story about the baby dolphin is terrible, yet another tale of how stupid and uncaring people can be. That series with Chris Packham was on here not too long ago, Next time you watch it see what year it was made, we've had 2 series of it I think. He presents winter watch , spring watch and autumn watch with 2 other presenters, they put cameras next to bird's nests and badger sets to see how they all live and feed their young, it's a really good programme. I'll post this bit while I can, next part after I've had my tea.
I didn’t really do anything. My mom went on vacation in Arizona and my dad had to work, so I was alone most of the time. I probably would have met up with Toella and/or Theo but Toella and I never got around to seeing each other and Theo had other priorities. It was still nice to have time to myself, though.