My Childhood Friend
Christi Porter
Professor Brady
English 0300
Feb.21, 2012
Writing#3
My Childhood Friend
The earliest childhood friend I remember was my classmate, Deanna Richards. We have known each other since we were in the third grade. Her parents and my parents were friends, and her two older brothers and my two older sisters were friends. We were all good friends. In my opinion, Deanna and I were more like sisters than friends. Growing up, Deanna was always such a pretty girl with her medium brown Farah Fawcett hairstyle, big brown water chestnut eyes, long, thick dark brown eyelashes, and her famous ski-slope nose. Her sense of humor, the ability to make me laugh, and her warm and caring disposition made her inner-self just as beautiful. Even though we lived about a mile away from each other, during the summer time we were inseparable. Our day would start off doing with each of us doing our daily housework. This doesn’t mean that is how it always worked out. But, normally we did do our work first. Every day after I finished my chores, I would ride my bike to Deanna’s house. We would then walk to the nearby college in our town. The college had a recreation program for the kids during the summer months. Our normal routine at the college would start off with walking around the track field: about two or three laps, then we would run about two or three miles around the track. Afterwards, we would go inside and start doing warm-up exercises, following our gymnastics. We weren’t all that good at gymnastics, but we sure thought we were. Preceding our extensive work-out we would head to the Olympic size pool practicing our freestyle, breaststrokes, butterfly stroke, and last but not least our diving techniques. After our long extensive day of exercise we would go to the sauna room and relax for a while. Finally, before we went home, we used the college’s shower room facility and took a nice long hot shower. We had to look refreshed and cleaned, just in case we ran into
Professor Brady
English 0300
Feb.21, 2012
Writing#3
My Childhood Friend
The earliest childhood friend I remember was my classmate, Deanna Richards. We have known each other since we were in the third grade. Her parents and my parents were friends, and her two older brothers and my two older sisters were friends. We were all good friends. In my opinion, Deanna and I were more like sisters than friends. Growing up, Deanna was always such a pretty girl with her medium brown Farah Fawcett hairstyle, big brown water chestnut eyes, long, thick dark brown eyelashes, and her famous ski-slope nose. Her sense of humor, the ability to make me laugh, and her warm and caring disposition made her inner-self just as beautiful. Even though we lived about a mile away from each other, during the summer time we were inseparable. Our day would start off doing with each of us doing our daily housework. This doesn’t mean that is how it always worked out. But, normally we did do our work first. Every day after I finished my chores, I would ride my bike to Deanna’s house. We would then walk to the nearby college in our town. The college had a recreation program for the kids during the summer months. Our normal routine at the college would start off with walking around the track field: about two or three laps, then we would run about two or three miles around the track. Afterwards, we would go inside and start doing warm-up exercises, following our gymnastics. We weren’t all that good at gymnastics, but we sure thought we were. Preceding our extensive work-out we would head to the Olympic size pool practicing our freestyle, breaststrokes, butterfly stroke, and last but not least our diving techniques. After our long extensive day of exercise we would go to the sauna room and relax for a while. Finally, before we went home, we used the college’s shower room facility and took a nice long hot shower. We had to look refreshed and cleaned, just in case we ran into