My First Liar It was 22nd of December‚ 2001‚ my 10th birthday. As usual on every birthday when i was 10‚ my parents bought for me a super fancy bike. That was the best gift i’d ever had‚ but i was not suitable to receive it. At that times‚ a Math competition was held at my high-school‚ everyone in class had to join this event ‚and the reward from my parents is the Martin bike . As a arrogant kid‚ I was very confident about myself‚ and I assumed that I’ll win that competition. I didn’t prepare
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Race day‚ those words may not mean much to an ordinary bystander‚ but those words now light something inside of me that I once never knew existed. Waking up with butterflies in my stomach‚ I had my first cross country meet. After months of intense training‚ it was time to display our fitness to the competition. The meet was at our home course‚ it had rained the night before and I swear I still remember the exact smell of the morning air. A combination of grass & mud‚ almost as if they were blended
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like to share a story about my maids. I used to rely on maid services because I have two children‚ aged one and three respectively. When my eldest son was born‚ I initially sent him to a babysitter who lived nearby my area. However‚ the babysitter was only able to take care of my son until he was six months old due to her own pregnancy. So‚ because of the unavailability of my babysitter‚ I really needed to find a maid to look after my kids when I was away at work. My first maid was from Indonesia
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I married a white man because he has money‚ or that my children will come out with "good hair". Some have had the audacity to say it’s because‚ "I think that I am white". What?! So today I would like to set the record straight. One of my pet peeves is when people classify or stereotype me because of the color of my skin‚ or the gender I was born! I am a black woman of Caribbean ancestry‚ and I’ve had my share of racism and sexism throughout my life that would warrant me to become ignorant. Yes ignorant
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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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Home Inspirational essay on friends and friendship. Ang Kwento ng Isang FA Submitted by joenard on February 20‚ 2010 -2:15pm. Filipino | Fiction | Inspirational essay on friends and friendship. Body: Ang Kwento ng Isang (FA _FAILURE ANALYST‚ negosyante‚ estudyante o nanganagrap ) By request 022010 Author: Joenard Opalsa Author’s Bio/Notes: "Minsan nasabi ko malalathala din mga sinusulat ko‚ hindi lamang puso ko ang makakarinig at utak ko ang masasaling kundi kapwa ko manunulat na
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chirp or trill. I feel the wind gnawing at my cheeks and tug the fraying end of my chunky knit scarf. Snowflakes settle on the black wool of the heavy coat‚ where the rest for a moment‚ before melting into nothingness. My breath lingers before me in white puffs‚ like tiny clouds that hovered there before my very eyes‚ then fade away into the hazy hues
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Nonfictional narrative The house is decorated with streamers on the walls and paper skeletons taped to the bathroom doors‚ there is a cake on the counter‚ everyone is getting ready to head out for a couple hours [or a hour‚ depending if I am still willing to keep going or not]‚ the sun is almost set‚ and everybody is dressed up and ready to start the hunt tonight. If you couldn’t already tell‚ there are 2 special occasions today[but for most people it is only one special occasion]‚ the day that kids
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English 101 Feb. 08‚ 2014 Narrative Essay The Day That Changed My Life When I was a kid I was abused by my father and stepfather. I have been put through walls and windows. When I would get into trouble with my dad he would use a belt or a two by four on me. If I was with my mom and my stepfather was in a bad mood or I did something wrong or if I got anything below a b in school‚ I would get hit or I would have to choose between
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Core I Essay: Literacy Narrative Megan Smith ENC Valencia Students Prof. Phillips ENC 1102 02/16/15 My Love for Reading The first books I ever started reading were Winnie the Pooh and Dr Suess books. When I was young my parents were really good about getting me started with reading different books and for a long time I loved reading‚ as long as it was books I got to choose and enjoyed reading myself. Once I got further along in school and they started mandating what books we had to read I got
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