Speech About Birthdays

I remember it like it was yesterday. It was one of the best birthday parties i've ever been to. Most parties are remembered for their incredible music and bounce houses that are super bouncy but I remembered it because it was the first time I tried a Rice Krispy treat. I must have been like six or seven years old and for some reason I didn't try them yet which is crazy, but when I did try them I entered a whole other Universe. I already loved marshmallows and I did eat the cereal by itself, but never with that combination. I must've ate all of the treats because as soon as we left the party my mom asked if I wanted to go to ShopRite. Of course I said for what I was tired from the party and my stomach was killing me, but then she said

The sky was always blue holding sunshine rays in her world. Her name was Rosaline Deponte, my great-grandma. The continuous smile that she showed on her face reminded us how precious life is and to not take things for granted. Cold wood floors that could easily freeze toes, single-walled construction, shut rows of jalousie windows, and the smell of warm sweet bread on the counter 24/7, that was Rosaline’s house.

“The seventieth birthday! It is the time of life when you arrive at a new and awful dignity; when you throw aside the decent reserves which have oppressed you for a generation and have stand unafraid and unabashed upon your seven-terraced summit and look down and teach-unrebuked. You can tell the world how you got there.” Mark Twain

My thirteenth birthday started out just like any other day. Waking up from the day before at my normal time. Since it was my birthday on that day i decided to just have over 3 of my best friends instead of throwing a party like i would normally have done like in the years before that. So first i decided to call my friend luis he was actually out of town that day and would be for the rest of the week since he was in mexico. After that call i decided to call one of my friends named but Jacob he was out of town with his family and wouldn’t be back all day because they had many different things to get from multiple different stores. Finally i called my last friend that i wanted to come over named Xhander, but the thing is that he was also out of

December 17th, that is my birthday. Having switched school counties in middle school my birthdays always had to find the best of both worlds between two different groups of friends. Well, I had recently discovered the magic of social storytelling in games like Dungeons & Dragons. At this point three of my friends and I would meet up every two weeks for a late night session of fantasy tabletop role-playing. These nights were the high points of our social lives; it only made sense that I wanted ALL of my friends to experience this awesome game. So, I invited everyone asking them to come over around 6:00 p.m. and expect to be there until around midnight. I loaded up on snacks, came up with an adventure for us all to go through, and actually cleaned a little. Everything was set up for everyone to have fun, eat snacks, stay up late, and hopefully find a new hobby. Unfortunately that is not at all what happened.

It was my 5th birthday party and I was super excited. It was at my grandparent’s house. We rented a bounce house and my grandma did face painting because she is a magnificent artist. All of my friends and family were there and it was a great birthday. One thing that I still remember is that there was a bee in the bounce house and all of the kids were

I had a princess cake and some Disney princesses on top. Best birthday party ever. I remember going to a new school in 4th grade. I didn’t want to start school there but I ended up liking it very much. I’ve known my friends more than 4 years from Cedar Rapids. When we moved to Dubuque I ended up breaking my thumb. And I had to wear a cast for a month. For my 12th birthday we had cake and ice cream. And I’m doing other stuff too like HENNA!!!!!!! Might go to

When I was 1 ½ I went to disney for the first time! When I went to Disney the smell of the food filled the air, people were screaming, and my palms were sweating as I was waiting to get on the ride.

My grandpa and I were pretty close. We shared the same birthday, February 27th. From the stories I’ve heard, he kept telling my grandma how his granddaughter was born on his birthday. From the first time he held me, he had a connection to me. We called ourselves special friends. My 6th birthday was one of the greatest we ever shared. My whole family came over to celebrate and we had a tremendous time. It was time to cut the cake. When everyone finished singing he told me to blow out the candles. I asked him to blow them out with me but he explained that it was okay, he had enough birthdays by himself, so I could take over blowing out the candles. “No, this will always be our birthday.” I was six years old at that time but that’s the story my family tells me.

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It was early June, and my birthday was right around the corner. My mother and father told me this tenth birthday would be a birthday I would never forget. Sunday morning we woke up out of bed, ate a tiny breakfast, and packed the car till mom's last purple bag barely fit. I asked where were we going and why we had packed so much, but I never got an answer. I later discovered that we would be taking a plane to Florida, where I would eventually get lost, and a very interesting car ride home.

MY 12th birthday of 8th grade year was very disappointing. Ever since I was interested in playing instruments the only thing I really wanted to play was the guitar. In 6th grade I told my mom that I wanted a guitar, she told me at that time we couldn’t afford one at the time I had asked for. I understood why with us just moving to Oklahoma and just getting settled into our apartment. Throughout my middle school years around my birthday, I would always ask my mom if we could get one this year. until 8th grade year when she finally said I can get a guitar.

The next day was my birthday; I couldn’t help but think this was going to be the worst birthday ever. I woke up alone, but my mom had everything planned out so that I would have a good day. Later that night I went back up to the hospital with my brothers, and my mom had a cake for me and presents. She made my birthday great regardless of the circumstances.

Soon after that my sister and dad awoke, it was time to celebrate! I had my favourite breakfast, scrumptious waffles, with vibrant berries. The sweet wafts of syrup scented heat made my mouth water. Since we were going to celebrate my birthday in the evening, me and my sister decide to play some games to pass the time. We played Monopoly and Jenga! Our Monopoly game felt like it lasted for ages because the game could go on forever. She ended up winning, she had five hotels! Then we played Jenga. It took us some time to build the tower because I kept knocking it over by

My most memorable childhood event was when I was 15 years old. It was the Fourth of July. A big family vacation a barbeque, over night stay and out of town trip to six flags, and I had a blast the night before me, my mom, sisters and brother packed our bags to stay the night over my cousin house in Goodlettsville ,Tennessee. She had the biggest house ever I thought it was a mansion; six bedrooms two an half bath, a swimming pool, a game/movie room with a nice big kitchen. It was something that I was not use, knowing that we stayed in a three bedroom based on an income apartment on the East side of Nashville.