Cousin

kids came up with when we were younger. Mamaw Sue is special to me because she is funny, loving, and giving.She would do anything for anyone. My grandma is always happy to see us grandkids because we always bring a smile to her face. My cousin Maddie and I rode a mile on our bikes to visit grandma, and it was windy. We didn’t tell her we were coming because we wanted it to be a surprise, and it worked. When we walked into the house ,she was very happy to see us. It gave us a warm feeling

“dude, I think we're cousins” “That's amazing”. For the next couple weeks, I started to really like him, along with other friends that were pretty cool. I got used to the new place we were living in now. In fact, I actually liked it a little bit. its Just the thought that I probably

plug it in. No one thinks it’s unusual as everyone in the neighborhood does it. That’s especially true for the humble, one-stop-light town I was brought up in. The house I lived in my entire childhood had a deep-freezer on the back porch; my second cousin, who lived next door, had a wringer washing machine on her front porch. That washing machine would lead to an incident involving a shotgun, scissors, a trip to the ER and a lifetime of jokes. One beautiful late summer day, I was at my cousin’s house

It all started way back in second grade. It was Easter weekend and me and my family and my Aunts and Uncles and cousins and second cousins were all out in the desert camping. It was late morning, when the sun was almost at it's highest in the sky and it was beating down on us. Me and my dad borrowed my Uncle Mark's bright red quad and we took it out for a ride. We were riding at about 5 or 10 miles an hour because I was steering and my dad wouldn’t let me go any faster than that. We here someone

encourage and promote the involvement of students with each other to develop the understanding of different cultures and experiences as well as creating new friendships. As reported on their website under the “About Us” category, it says “The OU Cousins program was created in 1996 by President and Mrs. David Boren as a way of developing understanding, friendship, and unity among U.S., International, and exchange students at the University of Oklahoma.”. I found this very interesting because I’m an

Sitting here, I find myself reflecting on the events that occurred in my second year as a classroom teacher. A year that came and went too quickly. A year where emotionally and mentally I was being pushed to the limit. A year where my patience was tested daily by the students that formed the community that was my classroom. A mix that was new, due to the redistricting that our school had put in place for the upcoming school year. A year in which I found my first student of many that I know will always

that I was not included with the family dinner with my adult family members. Every year, I and my cousins would try to sit at “the adult table” but my

I remember this tragedy like it was this morning. My aunt was out of town, so I was staying with my first cousin Andrew. I woke up fairly early for a weekend and had a cup of the best dark roast from Starbucks in my pink and white polka dot coffee cup, along with 2 tablespoons of rich french vanilla creamer. With my coffee, I went to go sit outside to listen to the bird's chirp, get a bit of fresh air and clear my head for the long day ahead of me. In my cousin’s backyard, they have a tall fogged

thing that most people do different on Thanksgiving would be Travel. Every year we either go to my Uncle Bob’s house or we do it at my house. We mainly do it at my house because it is bigger than my uncles and I have a pretty big family. We have cousins that travel from Iowa to come and stay with us for Thanksgiving. But we do not travel for this holiday. But most people, they travel for Thanksgiving. Most people travel to their grandma's house or their Aunts house. Almost everyone goes to their

and I knew I could not put off meeting them any longer. As the movers scurried around the house, I anxiously waited in the driveway for my family to arrive. That’s when I saw them coming down the road, five black cars, 10 aunts and uncles and 17 cousins that had been figures of my imagination until this very moment. As the car doors swung open, my mind immediately pictured a clown car as I watched the people pour out of the car. Although everything I had heard made them seem crazy, my heart was racing