Living in "the hood" in Weslaco‚TX surrounded by my entire family was really a fundamental thing in my life. When i say entire‚ I mean literally all of us live a minute maybe two away from each other‚ and some of us were even neighbors. Now things are a little different and we may have scattered around all over Weslaco but we remain united and always available if one of us needed each other. My cousins and I would always be together‚ Literally 24/7. Sometimes we would fight and i look back and
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Once upon a time I lived a semi normal life. The last day I lived that life was Thanksgiving of 2002. The people that made up my semi normal life was Papa‚ Nannie‚ Mom‚ Aunt Jodi‚ and me. As you may of concluded it was Thanksgiving‚ but this one wasn’t like the rest. We were going to Chicago to my Aunt Jackie and Uncle John’s house to have Thanksgiving dinner. The thing is we would of had dinner at Nannie and Papa’s‚ but a little less than a year before Papa was diagnosed with lung cancer. Lung
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It was during the summer leading up to tenth grade. My best friend at the time was a girl named Kayla. She was the greatest person I had known up to that point in my life. She is one of the first people I spent time with outside of school. We went to go see a movie together‚ which broke me out of my antisocial shell. She also helped me talk to a girl that I liked for three years‚ by being an intermediate for us to spend time together. She made plans for all of us to go to another friend’s house‚
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adult suffrage soon after Independence. We also reposed faith in the potential of women in our public life. Today our local bodies have over a million women representatives. This is more than the number of elected women representatives in the entire rest of the world put together. But‚ this momentous action for political empowerment has not been carried over into many other spheres of our nation’s life. Our record in female literacy is far from satisfactory as the last Census recording only 54% female
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THE STORY OF MY LIFE I was born in a cool‚ tranquil Sunday night around 10.00 pm‚ on 14th June‚ 2012 in Akure‚ Ondo State Nigeria. I was born to the family of Pastor and Deaconess Patrick Olufunmilayo Adeniyi. I grew up among five boys and one girl and ours was a family where virtues of morals‚ integrity‚ respect to elders and godliness were tenderly and adherently instilled. Discipline was so silently‚ gradually and steadily entrenched in the family that no one needed to tell the others to shun
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David Abdi Osman My Goal My Name is Abdi and my goal was to be a Pro soccer player. Like all Somalian boys I dreamed of playing pro soccer‚ traveling from country to country and beating each on every team out there. In Somalia the only sport we played was soccer. And with so many people playing the same game and carrying the same goal you have to work very hard to be notice and given a chance to show what skills you have. Unlike so
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got to me more‚ then what football did. Football was by far my favorite sport and I still play it today. I like to think football changed my life for the better. I is a sport where I can get away from everything else and relieve some stress. Football also taught me discipline which is a great tool for a young kid. I hope to enjoy this sport for the rest of high school. My football career all started in fifth grade. I remember me and my friends excitement building up all summer to start out long
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brushing out my thick hair to find secrets lying underneath it‚ to being expected to answer all of the slavery questions students and teachers inquire in class‚ I wouldn’t fully be expressing myself if my African American background was absent. My curly roots‚ my long brown legs‚ and my plate happily filled with black eyed peas‚ paints my beautifully black self. As a young black child‚ many obstacles were presented to me in ways in which failure seems like the immediate option. But through my heritage
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At a very young age I learned I was only good at a very select number of things. I failed miserably at soccer‚ and my experience on the kindergarten basketball team was nothing short of catastrophic. I was far from the avid reader I am today and have needed a tutor in math since I learned how to multiply. It wasn’t that I was particularly bad at all of these things‚ but I used to be so remarkably unambitious that I couldn’t bring myself to commit to anything long enough to become good at it. That
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for a couple of months. I was on the phone with one of my friends from school when my mom called through my door for me to come out into the living room. I ignored her and kept talking for a few minutes when she called me out again. I rolled my eyes and told my friend I would call her right back. I walked into the living room and it seemed odd to me that both my sisters and dad were all out there too. I watched my mom take a deep breath with my dad by her side. As she began to speak her voice shook
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