My dad isn’t ready to tell me about what happened between him and his brother, and he’s certainly not ready to have a conversation about it with my…
Intro: I remember when I was in 5th grade in Hayward Intermediate School in Mrs. Helander’s class. We learned songs that helped us remember The Preamble of the Constitution, and songs that helped us remember that before a bill became affective it was sent to Capitol Hill to be approved or vetoed. I also remember when we watched a video that had a singing sperm, and a singing egg. I thought it was the funniest thing that was taught in school and couldn’t keep myself from cracking up. But I understood what the video was talking about. I was a kid who, at a young age, was taught by my mother about sex because she got pregnant with me at such a young age she worried, and…
When i was in the second grade, my parents got divorced. This shattered my family as my older brother and sister left. My mom wouldn’t let…
Mom remarried when I was 11. I do have a close relationship with my step-father (my dad). DISC Behavior…
Objects: can be used for point of reference, example holding up a cup when ask somebody if they would like a drink. The object can help the person to understand what you are saying.…
This happened when I first moved to Kansas. It was the middle of summer and there were no kids around close to my age so I was alone. First i named some roses that were in my front lawn and drew pictures with them of crappy looking rabbits because that was all I knew how to draw. my mom came home one day and I ran up to her and showed her the pictures, saying "And this one rosy drew, and this one Rosetta drew and this one I drew." when I was done my mom said clearly not understanding that they were not real "what house do your friends live in?" Like the dumb kid i was i responded "oh they don't have a house they live in our front yard." Extremely confused and probably creeped out my moms said "can i meet these friends?" It was then I told…
When I was around the age to start talking about sexual activities, it was a funny and weird subject to speak on. In reality, it is a touchy topic to talk about with teens. You feel that you already know or you don’t need to know because you are not having sex. Oh! How we were wrong. My mom told me about birth control, condoms, and abstinence. At first I didn’t know exactly what abstinence was but I figured out that it meant wait to have sex when you’re ready. My mom told me to wait until I get married, never get pressured to do anything. I never learned a lot of facts at school because we didn’t have sex education. Sex education should be in all middle and high schools. So many kids like I did didn’t know about safe sex and the cause and effects on what will happen. Not only females but more males have no idea on what to expect as well. Recent discussions has showed that if you tell kids to stay abstinent not only will they go out and have sex anyway but cause a lot of problems such as, teen pregnancy, more infections spreading, and emotional distress.…
I started to explain that I struggle with female relationships and have always felt more comfortable hanging with “the boys.” I recalled that most of my close relationships were with men and it was easier being friends with them. My mom then quietly asked if I was trying to come out to her or if I was a man. I was shocked and loudly exclaimed “no!” We both had a good laugh and I recall this moment fondly. I had a parent who was listening to what I had to say, and one who wanted to have an open conversation about my sexuality or even my gender preference.…
Many of the expectations that came from my parents were contradictory to the norms expected of my gender. My father was only around for the first 10 years, but during those years he played a large role in what was communicated. One of the earliest Christmas memories I have was when I received a Baby Alive doll. She was great! She could eat, cry and mess her diaper. She came with a stroller and everything needed to take care her. It might have been the ultimate sex-typed toy for girls in its day. My dad, however hated the doll. He would make fun of the doll, and of me for playing with it. He did encourage me to shoot guns and go fishing. He even taught me how to build a bow to shoot arrows. That same Christmas I received my first pocket knife. I used it to make my arrows.…
In all honesty, I didn’t realize what was happening until I was in the 6th or 7th grade. My mom and my eldest sister Rebecca used to fight every day and they weren’t just arguments; they were extreme, like stuff being thrown around, hair pulling, and my mom pinning my sister down on the ground fights. My mom would scream in her face and spit on her and would…
Forum, Forbes Leadership. "Fast-Food Chains Had Better Move Past Value Meals And Embrace Health." Forbes. Forbes Magazine, 05 June 2013. Web. 02 Aug. 2013.…
When I decided to tell my mom and stepdad I was terrified. I was so scared they would shun me and tell me they didn’t want me to live with them and they wouldn’t be supportive. I was also afraid my mother would be disappointed in me for following in her footsteps. To my surprise, their reaction was actually the opposite of that. They didn’t judge me at all. In fact they both hugged me and reassured me that everything would be okay and we would all get through this together, like family should.…
It is hard for me to pinpoint the beginning of my sexual awareness. Throughout my rearing, questions about sex were never brought to my parents. However, my parents, family, media, social/educational, past relationships and religious upbringing had an impacted on the development of my sexual and gender identity.…
Life can be pretty rough after your parents divorce. The hardest time is the first year or two after the divorce, the effects can be long-lasting. Sometimes the effects of a divorce can influence life changing decisions for the children involved. This is just the basics of what happened in my life. I won't be sharing everything because not all of it's my story to tell. I can safely say that it's no longer painful to talk about and I'm happy to share what I can.…
My distraught biological mother had to sit down and try to explain to my ten year old self that the woman I viewed as my mom, died of an asthma attack. I remember…