My Family Of My Life

As a child, I was quiet and withdrawn. I taught myself to read when I was three, and spent most of my time reading instead of playing with other children. I understood very early that I was different from others at school. I didn’t have to pay for lunch, something I found (and to be honest, still find) completely mortifying. My father was almost never home, always trucking all over the country in an effort to keep our family afloat. When other kids talked about their dads in school, I often found myself feeling jealous. I, too, wanted a dad who could teach me how to ride a bike or throw a ball. I also understood that it was impossible for me to have that, because my father worked around the clock to keep my family from going hungry. I realized that in order to achieve the things that I wanted to, i would have to take the initiative and do it myself. I borrowed my sister’s bike (although it was much too tall for me to use comfortably), and I practiced riding it until i knew i was better at it than any other 7 year

We chose this topic because we all agreed that we wanted to research and learn about a person who stood up for women's rights and civil rights. When we found Mary Mahoney the first African American female nurse we knew that this could be a great topic. It was an opportunity for us to learn about someone who stood up and followed her dreams. Our project is important because it shows how you can fight for what's right.

The past two years have been the hardest in all of my seventeen years of living. Choosing a topic is both easy and difficult due to how personal it may become. However, the highlight of the past two years belongs to my family life, and the actions of a certain former member that has affected the lives of many in my family. This person was in my life for over a decade up until around May of 2016, where the year truly kicked off for the family.

My family has a history in this town and it all started when my Great-grandparents moved to the Great town of Columbus Indiana, from Germany. Why the settled here in the early 1900s I couldn’t give you an answer for that, but I am sure glad they did. My Great grandpa Fred purchased the piece of land that I still live on to this day in 1932. He was also the owner of the Suhre inn right in downtown of Columbus, which is now the county building where my aunt works. Then in 1940 he and his one and only child Linda, or for me “Meme.” Who was one of the biggest role models in my life, and taught me how to live a good life. She was the one that taught me how to treat others. She wasn’t all talk if she ever said anything she made sure she could back it up.

Life is a rollercoaster, but I am grateful to be living it with my family and friends. My family has taught me many lessons that I will always apply to my decision making for the rest of my life. Loyalty, honesty, and respect has been taught to me ever since I learned how to speak. The communication between my family and I is very important because I know that my voice matters. Support will always be something that my parents continue to give me even when I fail. My family and friends has shaped who I am today and I will always be thankful for having them in my life.

Students often find their fate in their own hands; they can choose to make a better future for themselves by working hard in school and absorbing all the information thrown at them, or they can choose to lag behind, not pay attention, and possibly fail. However, for many students that reside at subpar schools, this is not the case. These students are often at a disadvantage due to bad teachers at these feeble schools. They are not taught correctly and therefore are not prepared well for the challenging life ahead of them. Waiting for Superman is a documentary by Davis Guggenheim that follows five students’ journeys to find a better source of education while discussing the flaws within these substandard institutions. Guggenheim takes the audience on an emotional journey and frequently uses animations in order to help the audience understand the problems at underprivileged schools caused by bad teachers, and give a sneak peek into students’ lives from a new perspective.

My whole family lived in Edison, New Jersey and I only saw my dad, brother, grandmother, grandfather, and my mother during my childhood. My mother was the person who had always helped me stay on the track to success. I called my mother Ma as a toddler because, I followed my brother in every way. Our culture was to call our mother Mama, but we could say Ma for short. My brother, Michael, called mother, Ma, and so I caught on. Ma was a hardworking, positive, and helpful parent. She wanted me to have a great future and has kept pushing me throughout the years of my life. The most important years Ma helped me through to become who I am was through the child years.

Our parents are very hard-working people. Our parents both work day and nights. They embody the “American Dream”. .My father was always hustling and bustling whether it was in the states or overseas. So, he was not as much a part of my brother and I’s childhood as we had hoped. My mother, on the other hand, took the role of dual-parenting and took care of us at home. Though, she was also busy clocking in and out. We made the most of our time together and they were the most memorable moments. At the end of the day, life treated my brother and I really well. With that, our parents could not leave us to fend for ourselves at home alone--me being three years old with a younger brother and all. But,. growing up, my brother and I spent our childhood with one of our close cousin, ‘tina’s, grandmother. She had a special nickname, “Meema”, that everyone knew her by.

Who has the best family in the universe? Some people might say the Obama's because they are always mentally and physically supporting the family. Others may think that the Dunphy’s from Modern Family since they are different from other families, and even though they have their differences, they still love their family. Also, some might think that the Tenors from Full House are the best because they hug all the time even through difficult times. However, I know my family is the best because of my mother, father, brother, and also my dogs.

Hello and thanks for allowing me the opportunity to provide a bit of insight on my experiences of growing up as the oldest of five children.

When I was a baby my mom, dad, and I lived in a petite blue townhouse. Now I am 13 almost 14 and its my mom, dad, brother and I and we live in a slightly larger tan house. A lot can change in 13 years but one thing that will never change is my family. Family is such an important part of my life and I like to say that I have a special family.

I grew up in a household slightly different from the average household. This abnormal household showed me that no matter the family unit someone can have a positive influence in their life that will push them to achieve their goals. We lived in Maryland so the cost of living was high my parents had to work multiple jobs. This means my brother and I really had little to none parental or supervision growing up. I am only four years younger than my brother so I would hang with his crowd of friends rather than mine. In my household, my mother’s niece, Monet lived with us she is about ten years older than my brother. When my brother and I would wake up and I would be the only person in the house. I can remember waking up and smelling the freshly cooked waffles and bacon downstairs. Monet was my mother’s brother, daughter. Monet became so close to my brother Avery and I she was almost as if she was our sister. I can remember growing up and she would always say, “You don't have to take the route I took, its many more exits on the highway.” Even though I was young I was not blind to the fact of Monet role in the community and her neighborhood job I never judged her, she did what she had to do to make ends meet. It was an experience every day, or anytime being with Monet. She was so popular around Maryland it was almost like everywhere we went we received respect love. Now that I look back at the past, I see that Monet has taught me a lot that I know and live by today. I could

There are 3 things you never sacrifice: your dignity, your heart, but most important, your family. Trust is a very hard thing for people to earn from me, especially since i only associate myself with my family. My family consists of my mom, dad, sister, my 4 dogs, 4 aunts & uncles, 2 grandma’s & grandpa’s, & 10 cousins (3 are older, the rest are younger). There are really REALLY close friends of my family that i consider to be apart of it. Ever since my brain damage, i’ve cut ties w/ everyone, even today i keep people at arms length. You get betrayed, heartbroken, hurt so many times that you just… shut everyone out. Ever since my brain damage, i’ve been really paranoid, but rightfully so. I’ve got a lot of enemies, it gets exhausting to keep up with them all. Nobody likes being hurt by the people you call your friends, especially me. Ever since then & even to date back all the way to when i was 11 years old, i always tried to make myself look strong. By doing this, i locked my own heart in a suit of armor, so that it would never break ever again. It may sound like i’m going to end this by saying i’ve gotten better at trusting people, that i’m happier & able to hold onto friends easier but unfortuately that hasn’t happened yet. The only way it can happen is if i let it happen, & that’s not happening any time soon.

Ever since I was born into this world I knew that God placed me with the perfect family. My parents and my older brother mean the world to me. We were all so close and comfortable with one another and that’s how a true and understanding family is supposed to be. It was the summer of my sophomore year and I was so excited to be able to spend it with the people I loved most. As the summer went on I began to realize that my parents were hardly speaking to one another. My brother and I just assumed that they had gotten into a fight and they were just taking time apart. A few weeks on and they still weren't communicating with one another. At this point I realized that something was wrong. The family that I once loved and looked forward to seeing was growing apart. They never kissed, or hugged or even simply talked to one another. It was near the end of summer when my mom told me news that would change my life forever. She sat me down and told me that she was filing for an immediate divorce. I was so devastated and furious at both of them. I couldn't understand why they let their relationship get to this point. As weeks went on I noticed that my mom was always on the phone, and whenever I would ask who it was she would simply ignore me.I soon began to realize that the reason why my mom was becoming so distant is because she was having an affair. I felt like my world was turned upside but this was only the beginning of the struggle I've been facing with my parents.

In the beginning there was a happy family with two sweet kids. This family is my family.