This woman, I call her Big Bertha in my mind, looked at me as though I was the cause of her father's demise and said "Did you put my daddy on the list?" I stammered "The list?" Bertha shouts, "Yeah Nurse, the brain transplant list! We saw it on Oprah!" I was dumfounded, I did not know if she was kidding or if she really thinks a brain transplant is feasible. I raise my head to speak to big Bertha and I know those glaring eyes and flaring nostrils she is serious. I open my mouth to speak when I hear the sweet lovely voice of Mrs. Jones simply say, "Lucille, leave her alone! Get over here and sit down, you know there is no such thing as a brain transplant." The matriach had spoken and suddenly Lucille also known by Big Bertha was not so big and tough after all. Mrs. Jones looks at me with a kind smile and
I have had many great mentors that have stood out in my life thus far, but I have one lady that really stands out. Her name is Tina; I know her better as Ms. Hicks. She is a kindergarten teacher and Glee Club director at the middle school I attended. I came to know her really well when I joined the Glee Club my sixth grade year. She is so selfless and always puts others before herself. I just began watching her one day and realized that I wanted to be just like her. I began to volunteer in her classroom the last period of the day because I want to be an elementary school teacher as well. I decided why not learn form the best. Throughout the year, I learned so much from her. She taught me that students can learn and have fun while they
Nancy Wexler’s Mother died of Huntington’s disease it is hereditary, fatal, and happens in midlife. Ms. Wexler is a 38 year old woman and is the president of the Hereditary Disease Foundation. She is not sure of her own fate in life, because she doesn’t know whether she has inherited the same deadly gene that killed her mother.
I'm a huge fan of Penny Reid, her works are briallian and more than romance stories. Whenever I read her creations, I found myself easily relates to her characters. Penny often taken on topics that aren't usually see in the romance genre. Her writing are witty, sharp and just so damn funny. Penny's work features strong female
Politics is in my blood. My grandmother was very active in local politics and instilled that passion in me from a young age. I remember watching the Kerry-Bush debates in 2004, and since then I have been hooked. I do not hold the cynical view that politicians are only involved in politics for their own benefit, and I believe they all are honestly committed to helping the people they serve. One politician who I have been impressed is Elizabeth Warren. She stands up for what she believes in despite criticism and helps people who do not have a voice. If I had to be one person active in politics, I would be Elizabeth Warren.
I pulled this call and listened to it because Debra’s note said, repeat caller in the notes. It sounds like Debra had a rehearsed script of what to say for a repeat prayer caller. I was wondering if you think Valerie would have instructed her to say this to the caller. This caller had called in three times before receiving Debra and every agent took the time to listen to her and one person prayed with her. It really is a shame that someone would be treated in this manner. Per Julie I have removed Debra from JPM effective today. I have attached the call so you can ask Valerie.
I hate it when she has to go away. My most cherished memories are spent with her. I don't understand why she has to go away. When she leaves I get unbelievably bored without someone to play with. As I complain, my parents constantly remind me that she endures boredom on a much greater scale to mine. She's locked away in the ward, confined in a small room with no one to keep her company. She has to put up with over-protective nurses who simply don't understand her. It makes me sad to think that she has to stay be in a place where she can’t be happy.
It was the same way with the traveling circus, I never liked circuses. Nowhere in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine joining the circus until 2 years ago. But I did anyway, for the same reason I got on the train car.
I enjoyed a nice conversation with Katie Moynihan on Wednesday afternoon. Though we had crossed paths, we didn’t really know each other, so this conversation was a fun activity to do so.
Michael and Nancy were in a relationship since 2006 and they both love each other. Suddenly, Michael changed because he thought his wife is cheating on him. All this was happened because he lost a lot of money in gambling. He tortured his wife with different kinds of equipment, for example, with gun, knife, and etc. His mind was completely demolish because of huge loss; therefore, he left his wife and children without thinking that what they will do without him. Nancy move California to Alabama for her children better life and one day someone told Michael that his wife are children were leaving. He also went there to scare them. Nancy made a plan with her children for some picnic because they get bored at home. They went to park and Michael was already there to tease her. He punched her face badly and broke her nose. He also beat the children badly and went away. Nancy and her kids were hospitalized for four weeks because of his madness. He should pay them one million dollar because he made her wife disable. This wouldn’t be compensate for what he did, but helps Nancy for their expenses and the education of their children. Nancy is hospitalized and her expense would be 80,000 dollars and the rest of the money will be spend in children education and expenses. Nancy can give her children better education with this money, so children don’t
The moment I hear the quote “I the worst of all” for the first time, it suddenly became part of me. It was a magical bonding between the words and my life, it felt like I have been waiting my whole life, for example, Juana been a woman was forced to listen to society’s norms. I found myself very connected in the same way, many times, religion and society dictates what to do with your life, in many cases you cannot be who you really are because of fear, a fear that slaves you. Like Juana, I was an outcast; my sexual preferences made me a target of vicious comments; that did not stop me to become the person I am now. With her own blood she sealed her faith and force herself to no longer enjoy what she really care so much. My faith was sealed
The next toxic leader to be discussed was the parish priest at my children’s parochial school. The priest did not support having a school at his parish. Each year was a renewed fight between the parents of the school and the parish priest to keep the doors open. One year he used the aging fire system as a reason to close the school. The parents rallied and financed the replacement of the entire system. Another year he adjusted the teacher’s salaries to be competitive with public school. Most of the teachers were content with their salaries since the majority were retired teachers pulling a pension. They taught at the school because they loved to teach. Salaries jumped from $24 thousand a year to over $60 thousand a year mid school year.
One day on planet Earth, in the US, in Newton KS, I was just sitting about in my grandma’s basement, bored out of my mind. My sister however, seemed excited for some reason. I was desperate for something to do that wasn’t boring. My grandma was outside gardening at the time, so that left me in the basement alone watching this little brat. I decided to just play some games, so I turned on my SNES (even though I already played for 2 ½ hours that day). I started up the game and started playing when out of nowhere I hear my sister giggling a lot. I ignored her and kept playing when out of nowhere i hear this REALLY loud shriek. I shot a glance at my sister and I saw her face was red from screaming.
For my entire life, I have had my feelings questioned, mocked, and dictated to me by the ones who were supposed to love me the most. The message I've received is that my feelings are wrong, invalid, merely a tool of manipulation, and/or I am not entitled to them at all. Furthermore, others are more entitled to their opinions about my feelings and why I am experiencing them. I now know that is not true, and I am working to repair the damage it has caused, as it has affected every aspect of my life.
Just to get this over with, I’ve hated the name Mimi ever since someone called it stupid after he asked me to sign his yearbook in the second grade. My once nickname-turned name, Mimi, is Alex’s fault, because she couldn’t pronounce Madeline when I was born. I spent my first few years on earth, hungry and angry. I had a growth in my mouth, and I also had Colic. Unfortunately,