Personal Timeline Throughout my lifetime, I have experienced many different milestones that have made me the person I am today. Some of these milestones were difficult and traumatic, while others were very special and joyous events. I feel like a person has to face both the good and the bad times in order to grow. I was born on May 14th, 1989, which happened to be Mother’s Day. I was my parent’s first daughter to an older son. My brother Zachary and I are only eighteen months apart in age, which made us very close friends growing up. I have always lived in Rising Sun, Indiana. My mother is from Rising Sun and my father is from Roanoke, Virginia. I am proud of the fact that I am very close with my family. In 1993, when I was four …show more content…
I know she is looking down on me very proudly for sticking to my goals and continuing school to become a registered nurse. When I graduate, she has a box put up for me that I get to have with all of her nursing stuff in it, like her hat, pin, stethoscope, and a lot of other neat things that I will always cherish. Something that I really became interested in while I was in school was the sport cheerleading. When I was in the seventh grade, the year 2001, I tried out for the team for the first time and made it. I will never forget how happy and excited I was to try something new. I had always been the shy, timid little girl and now I had a chance to try something completely different. It was always hard for me to make friends because of how shy I was. With cheerleading, I made lifelong friends that I still keep in contact with. I cheered all throughout middle and high school. This memory is something that will stay with me forever and is a very happy and special time for me. When I was a junior in high school, my life made a turn for the worst. I met a boy named Mike that I started dating. He was an older boy and I thought I really liked him. We spent a lot of time together because he didn’t like being apart from me. I took this as a compliment that a guy would want to spend every waking second with me because I was young and stupid. Then I started noticing some really strange patterns happening with Mike. He would show up at my school
I was born in Fort Wayne, Indiana and I was the first child of my family. When I was one we moved to Arizona for a year. Then when we moved back to Indiana my sister was born, and now I have three brothers and three sisters. My life has taken taken some twists and turns and now I live in Grand Rapids, Michigan as a manager of agents for artists, performers and athletes.
When I was 3 years old, just 19 months after my sister was born, we went on a trip to Florida. We had to wake up at about 3:00 a.m. ,because it takes us an hour to get are luggage in the truck and to get everyone up and dressed. Our truck was a black Suburban. It took an hour and a half to get the airport, an hour or two to get our 3 bags of luggage on the plane,to get breakfast,to get coffee for my Mom, Dad, Nana Pat, and, Papa Daryl. Finally, we got a security check for all of us.
My life began with an accomplishment when I was born into a loving family on a hot summer day in July. I grew up in Hamilton, Illinois, a small town situated along the mighty Mississippi River. I am the youngest of my family with my two older brothers being seven and ten years older than me. I am also blessed to be a part of a larger extended family that lives close to home which has had a significant impact on my upbringing.
I was born May, 30th 1989 at Wadley Medical in Texarkana, Ar. I was born to Kym Crispino from Queens, NY and William Lee of Hot Springs, Ar. My parents were young when they had me. We were very poor at times, but they always made sure I had what I needed. I was an only child, but grew up around plenty of cousins. I have lived in Texarkana my entire life. My parents split up when I was twelve, and my mother and I moved out into the country on a dead-end street with no children in the area, I became very sheltered and a little socially awkward.
Last year, in October during the cheerleader’s concert, that my mom and dad were singing at, I asked, “Do you want to dance?” My mom said, “yes”. Walking out to dance, she fell and accidently tripped me and landed on my ankle. It felt as if someone was breaking my leg in half. It got really numb where I couldn’t feel it, but I still knew I was in some pain. Picking me up off the ground, my mom sat me on the bleachers. Everyone came over there and it was really embarrassing. My dad carried me to the car and we drove to the dollar store to buy me an icepack to put on it.
I was born in Hodgenville, Kentucky, on February 12, 1809 (Holzer). I spent most of my childhood in Indiana from ages seven to twenty-one (Holzer). I did not always agree with my father but we had the same view on slavery. I helped out on the farm, and I read when could as a young boy.
In addition to everything that happened prior to my high school years, my freshman year was one, if not, my most memorable when it comes to sports. Track may have been my only sport in high school but I took a great deal or pride and passion in what I was doing and the team I was on, felt like another family. We had a track meet in Eudora, Kansas, and I was on the four by one team relay, which is four people that each run a 100 meter dash and pass off a baton. I was the anchor of the team and we were in first place in the event. When I got the
I was born on September 17th, 1978 at Cedar Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles, CA. My Parents, Raul and Mirta Pascual, had immigrated from Argentina a few years before I was born. We were living in La Puente, CA when I was born, but when I was about two years old we moved to San Dimas, CA. While Living In San Dimas, CA I attended Gladstone Elementary School, Lone Hill Intermediate School and San Dimas High School, where I graduated in 1997.
I was born May 10th, 1903 to a single mother and an absent father. When I was just an infant my mother fled with me to Dorrance. An austere little town huddled on a windy prairie in north-central Kansas.
I was born on December 13th, 1996 in humble Texas. At the time, my father was 17 years old, and my mom was 21. The 3 of us at the time lived in a single wide, ran down trailer in Cleveland Texas. Back then, the town was very grungy and quite frankly,
I was born on August 12th, 2001. My mom told me she had contractions for three days, so I could’ve been born on August 9th or August 10th. I was born in Parkland Hospital. My mother is Marina Bermudez and my father is Catarino Lobato. I have one brother, his name is Jason, and he’s nine years old. He’s four years younger than me, but our birthdays are two days apart, which I find very interesting. My dad gave me my name because he like how it sounded. I was born in the United States and I’m Hispanic. I was close to being born in Chicago, but my dad and mom moved to Dallas before I was actually born.
1. I was born in Lexington, Kentucky on September 27, 1986. I have five sisters, I am the fourth child, and I am the only son to my parents.
Once upon a time in the lush green valley of California lived a boy named Erik, who desired only to be a great basketball player. He trained everyday to become a distinguished athlete and achieve his dreams of competing among the best of the best. There was one thing that always got in his way, his height. He was only 5’5 compared to the 6 foot tall kids on the high school teams. He struggled to grab rebounds and usually had to play defense on guys that were way taller than he was. Sometimes he was picked last because of this. With the high school championships on the way he could finally prove he didn't need height to be a awesome player Erik turned to the only person he knew he could trust, his coach. Coach Falls had always
Born in 1958, I was raised in an emotionally reserved, lower middle class family in a small industrial town in Indiana. I have one brother, five years older than myself.
I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.