The Most Unforgettable Day in My Life

To choose one memorable time in my life is not an easy task. There are many occasions in my life that stand out, many even prepared me to be the woman I am today. One of those moments, the day my daughter was diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. That day was my first lesson in patience and fueled my ability in research. Yes, I admit I was very nervous and concerned. I educated myself by reading numerous books. You could even go as far as to say I was obsessed with everything I heard and read about ADHD. I wanted to become knowledgeable and not just take the word of others.

One beautiful Monday morning, everything was calm (for now). I woke up very fresh, excited, and ready to go to school! It was a nice and sunny day, the best way to start a week. I woke up at 6:00 a.m and had a lot of time to get ready for the school day. After that I wore my clothes, did my hair, and brushed My teeth. Next, I had breakfast that included cereal, milk, and apple juice. My sister and I went outside and saw that my dad was waiting for us to get in the car, so that he can take us to school.

I clearly remember the night before your first day of kindergarten. After we had packed your snacks and lunch, laid out your outfit and tucked you like a mummy into bed, Dad and I sat on our bed talking about the school years to come. We were excited for you, of course, but I was also emotional. I started crying, telling Dad that I was afraid to let you go out into the big world by yourself, afraid that people – kids – might be mean to you and I wouldn’t be there to protect you. Dad, in his usual way, reassured

The next morning I woke up and got breakfast ready. It was my sons first day of college. He is going to a very fancy school which I can’t remember the name. Nancy and I are driving him to school today for the orienteering. After we ate breakfast we were off. It was a relatively long drive and Jack Jr. was texting his friends the whole time.

It was a Monday morning in october, a work day. I usually would go to school but I had the day that monday for parent teacher conferences. I was in second grade. Even though I had off of school, my mom still had to go to work. She worked at a private school, which didn't have conferences that day. My alarm went off, and I crawled out of bed. I “Why do I still have to get up early? I don't even have school” I thought, as I dragged myself across the hall to the bathroom. I got myself ready for school, and my mother and I were out the door.

One day, my siblings and I were over at our dad’s house for a short visit. My older brother Andrew was six years old, me, five years old, and my younger sister, who was two years old. No matter how often our dad was in our lives, we never had anger towards him, because those short moments that we go to see him were always a blast. The day consisted of long games of wrestling and pillow fights and laughter and the best kind of tickle-torture. We watched movies and pigged out on all sorts of unhealthy treats. Being four years old, I don’t remember anything more than pure happiness in those moments. The visit with was action-packed and everything we dreamed it to be-- until we all fell

Remembering my school days few days back with kids; I was thrilled by remembering those sweet an sore moments. They were really best part of my life; for you all too. Anyhow, I was telling my kids about my naughtiness in class and yes, how can I forget the experience of “bunking class”. I think you all must have this experience at least once during your school days.

And that school was Franklin Elementary School. My kindergarten school teacher was Ms.Woskow. That was one of the most helpful, nice, and influential person I have met in my life. But there is one moment that will stick with me forever. It was the 100th day of school, and I had trouble the night before making my shirt that represented the 100th day. So, I went to school and I told her that I didn’t have it. But, I was an emotional 4, 5 year old. So, I began to cry. Ms. Woskow showed so much empathy for me, that I began to show that towards others. So, the concept that I learned from her that day was sympathy. This was in 2005. Let’s skip up to April 24, 2006. It’s a Monday. I don’t know if I was out of school or just missing it for this event. We were again at my birthplace Sinai Hospital. It felt like I was there forever when it turns out that I was only there for about 2-3 hours but, to a 5 year old it felt like days. But around noon time, my family and I were called into the room. I saw my mother lying on the bed and my father standing next to her. I see that my mom was holding something in her arms. And as I moved closer to her, I notice that it is a baby. My parents had the second child, Morgan. And that was that. Let’s fast forward to by far my best school year, 5th grade. The main reason I say that this is my best year is because this is the year that everything went my way. I got into Gilman. I won the

It was the morning of the first day back to school. I was a bit nervous, but excited at the same time. I did not know what to expect, but I was very anxious to try something new. I had been homeschooled since third grade, so I wasn’t expecting to know anyone. As we drove up to the entrance, all of a sudden my heart starts racing. I didn’t want to get out of

It was a warm Saturday morning during the summer after an extremely long night that we had just been through. I mean isn't every Saturday morning supposed good and relaxing just because it's the weekend so you get a chance to spend time with your family to have an enjoyable time. Well during that saturday we were in our house with my family. But first let me tell you bit of my family, my dad’s name is Antonio and my mom’s name is Rosa and they are both always happy and they want for my brothers and I to do good and be successful. At that time my little sister wasn’t born yet so we had my big brother which his name is Jorge and my little brother and his name is Marco they are both calm and helpful around the house at that

It was Thursday, April 23, 2015 and I was skipping school today. It was bringing your child to work day! I was going to my mother’s work, but I still woke up like usual because she worked at an elementary school. When I woke up I was so excited. It was my first time going to bring your child to work day. After that I eat breakfast, brushed my teeth, dressed up and pop into my mother’s car. As I was in the car sitting in the back, I started talking and said, “I am so excited for today and nervous.”

The definition of fear is an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat. One of my most memorable moments of my life was the first time I went to Disney Land I was terrified but because of this trip I found out how to face my fears.

My house wasn’t far from the bus stop I got off at; however with the biting cold, I’d wished I had taken my dad up on the offer to pick me up. I heard my mom shout a muffled greeting from the kitchen as my dad, tall and stocky (the complete opposite of me), greeted me at the door with a hug and welcoming smile. My mom, with her petit and frail frame I inherited from her, came rushing into the room as she dried her hands on a paper towel. “Sweetheart, you’re back! How’s school going? How were your exams?” How was I going to tell them?

It was the weekend, a Saturday I believe. The sun was out and shining. I was being the selfless, loving thirteen-year-old girl smiling at everything that came my way. It was midday, I had accompanied my mother to go and drop off my little sister, at Rancho Cucamonga which is where my cousin Elizabeth lived. My sister was going to with my

It wasn’t long until summer, this being my last few days at this school. I really liked this school but mama said “Oh, you poor child we must go your father has just got promoted again.” I knew that was the end of that. Mama doesn’t like when I argue so I don’t. As my papa got home I said, “How was work.” He did not respond to that though so I took it like he did not have a good day. I thought to myself I wonder did he have a good day mama said he got promoted. As I walked into my room to change into my play clothes I