Although there is much I can’t recall from my early days of reading‚ there are some momentous flashbacks. When I was beginning elementary school my parents were very eager to introduce me to doing a great deal of reading‚ they wanted me to enjoy reading for a while and they succeeded. We lived within walking distance of the public library which allowed us to frequently visit the library to read and check out books. I always remembered the vast shelves of books that seemed like they never had an end
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Coming the Worst Day of My Life The worst day of my life was the day I learned that my father died. Overcoming the difficulty imposed by that tremendous loss made me stop and think about what life is really about. In the six years sense I have overcome many obstacles. I have learned and experienced things I never thought possible. I remember the absolute worst day of my life the day was Friday‚ July 20 2007. It was a day that started out as an ordinary day like usual. That was until my grandmother
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pair of skis all morning. I had progressed fast enough throughout the day that I had built up a false sense of confidence‚ as it was only my first day of skiing. Confidence that was short lived when faced with the biggest challenge yet‚ an intermediate level ski run that required a controlled precision I had not yet developed. Down the slope I went quickly accelerating to a blaring speed‚ I rounded the first turn and could feel my legs struggling to keep up with the pace at which I was proceeding.
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Tho Nguyen English 2/26/2013 Narrative Essay: Final Draft My First Day Fright Have you ever experience a moment where you have no idea where you are‚ and what you would have done in that particular moment? Well I have‚ and here is my story. It all started in late August of 2009‚ when millions of children across the country were looking forward to their first day of school. For me‚ I was not looking forward to start my first year of High School. I still had the middle school mentality. I was
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Thinking back to my freshman year at Crandall High School‚ the first thing that comes to my mind is my first day. I walked in the door‚ only to be breath taken of how big the school was. I remember thinking to myself I might as well make myself comfortable here. This is where I will be spending my next four years. I tried out for the Gold Dusters and I made the teams. I worked really hard on all of my school work and I hoped to make my parents proud. When I got into Drill Team I thought it
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knew that my mother loved me. I was born in a single parent family and I had never get the paternal love. Therefore‚ my mother was responsibility to support and rear the whole family through thick and thin. In order to bringing me up well‚ she worked very hard as she was taking three jobs in a day to earn a crust and this made her to leave early and returned late day after day. Having no time to keep an eye on me‚ my grandmother was managed take care of me and so I was the apple of my grandmother’s
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Essay 1:Remembering The Day I Learned To Ride My Bicycle I must have been seven or eight years old when I rode my first bicycle‚ and the day I learned to ride my bike is very memorable to me. It was a bright warm afternoon and the perfect summer day; school vacation time‚ kids playing‚ sun shining‚ birds chirping. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the afternoon. The kids in my neighborhood were running around playing fun games. I was in my back yard with my two sisters and my little brother. We were
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I woke up earlier than my brother as every other day of the week. I took a fifteen minute warm shower. It left me with twenty five more minutes to get dressed‚ have breakfast‚ brush my teeth‚ say good bye to my mother and get in the car no later than 7:05. I got to school on time‚ even though my brother came out of the house late as he used to. It was a Thursday. Those first two forty five minute math periods made the morning go by too slow for me. I took the math test and did pretty well at it.
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woke up from my slumber and got ready for school. Today was my first day of Sophomore year. I was no stranger to the curriculum‚ and I was familiar with most of my teachers. I already had a set friend group‚ surely‚ no problems would arise. I did my usual morning routine and got into my car. Driving along Main Street‚ my mom talked about how much I needed. She said I needed to improve this year‚ to try and do better than last year. We arrived to the front of the school‚ and I said my goodbyes. Walking
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Around four months ago‚ my parents‚ sister‚ and I became U.S citizens. When I ascertained that I had become a citizen‚ I recalled a few memories from my first day in the U.S until April 2017. The event that popped out most in my memory was my first day of school in this country. I remember the time when I woke up on this chilly day of February 2012 and started to shiver as I got out of my bed. The weather of Edison was way colder than I had ever experienced in my life. I took a shower so I could
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