We were the Smith?s. We were a first class family with a massive wooden house, in an enormous wooden neighborhood, surrounded by wooded streets and sidewalks in a tremendous wooden city. I was eight years old and I was very dependent on my father. He would walk me across the street every morning just because he wanted to be the one to protect me and he would tuck me in bed every night and tell nice and soothing stories because he wanted me to have nice and soothing dreams.
Monday through Friday I stayed with my grandmother and great aunt, so that I could go to school. I was in elementary school at the time. I use to listen to my uncle play different types of music on his stereo so that he could mimic the sound with the instruments he was playing. I used to sing along with him dreaming that one day I would be able to sing just like the singers on the albums my uncle would play to. As time went on, my mother met a man that she felt was a good man.
I worked for goodwill. They contract out to other businesses to help disabled, special needs an felons. Sometimes it is hard for certain people in life to get jobs. It is called Rock-Tenn, they recycle trash. They ran the trash down a conveyor belt.
The “hood” is often what downtown, Elizabeth NJ is labeled as. Children like me are doubted as many people seem to believe we will just become another statistic. My background has motivated to strive for success, proving those with agnosticism wrong. Seeing bodies strung out on the corner or laying on the sidewalk is a part of my everyday life. I’m not ashamed of where I come from as it has made me who I am today.
Over the summer I traveled to Tennessee to see my cousins. The day we arrived, we visited Lake Winnie, an amusement park with tons of rides with a water park. It was a joyful day. That day I went on the first roller coaster I 've ever been on. While walking nervously up the steps to get into line with my cousin, I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body, and I felt very anxious.
Montreat, North Carolina is a Presbyterian Youth Conference located in Black Mountain. We meet so many new people, we exchange opinions, and we share our difficulties. We become so much closer to our youth group, which for the week is referred to as our back-home group. Montreat is such a safe place. I know I can truly be myself whether I am with my friends or with strangers.
We stayed there until the spring of fifth grade. Know I live in my still incomplete house on Glen Dr. Looking back to my childhood (well I still am a child), some good memories are with my mother in the spring sitting on our porch drinking coffee. Yes, I have drank coffee since I could sing, because my mom made us sing for a sip of coffee. We would also watch the storms come in on our porch because my mom has always loved storms and it is something that I enjoy with her.
We finally got to Winston-Salem after 2 hours of a long drive. When we pulled up to our new home it was bigger then the last one, I was happy that I moved to Winston, but the only thing was that I didn 't want to go to my new school because I knew no one there and it was going to be very awkward, but when I went the next day it wasn 't that bad, I made new friends so, I wasn 't so lonely. My mom went to work while I was at school. She said that she was glad that she took this job and she doesn 't regret it at all and I was really happy for her.
For my week 2 24-hour recall I interviewed my husband E.S. During a conversation held with E. Salcedo (E. Salcedo, oral communication, September 2015) I was able to gather that he is a 42-year-old male Mexican American. He currently is working with machinery and doing maintenance work at different power plants. Furthermore, E.S. job requires heavy lifting and going up and down stairs. He recently started running and exercising three times a week.
Growing up it was just myself, my sister and my Dad, and on the occasion visiting with my mother every other weekend, and when she was gone, us two girls spent it with my grandparents on my mother’s side of the family. Without having my older sister around to assist me with school work or such, I happened to learn my lessons with the little aid from my teachers while at school. Not having an at home older
and we moved back to my home town Laredo but by we I mean my brother me and my mom. We had to stay at my godmothers house but we spent a good amount of time at my great grandmothers house though.
Well...I was 6 when Child Protective Services came to get us. I lived with my mom and my three sisters, the youngest was Donna she was 5 & Lizzy was 7 and Mary was 10. I remember most of my family lived in the same neighborhood like my two Aunts and my uncle and grandpa and grandma. There was an occasional gunshot, sometimes there was a fire truck rushing down our street . We lived on top of a hill at 1015 Norwich in Grand Rapids.
I'm exploring various areas for retirement, which presently includes Raleigh/Durham, and possibly Asheville, for visits up to six months of the year. Hopefully, I will be lucky to meet acquaintances who are similar in age who are willing to connect without the need for a rushed relationship. I would like to settle down but I am realistic and will admit that I am careful. I am hopeful for a mature commitment in the future. An important aspect is flexibility as my lifestyle involves travel, which is unavoidable.
In America, guns are one of the most controversial subjects. Millions of Americans believe gun regulation should increase, while some even believe that firearms should be banned. There are also millions of Americans that believe gun laws are strict enough. Before you can create an opinion, you need to analyze the facts on firearms in America. This can be done by learning gun history, pros and cons of firearms in America, and how US gun regulations have changed over time.
I lived in a trailer with my family and then we began to move down to Florida as I got older. That's when a few cops and cop cars pulled up to my house and I knew this would be the end. A few weeks by and I was able to see my mother but never really my father until he got out but after that, I never saw my mother other than in my dreams.
