Growing up in Casper‚ Wyoming is supposed to be wonderful‚ and for the most part‚ it is. As kids‚ we could always find something to do. Whether it be spending all day at one of the ponds that seemed to be around every corner‚ where we’d try so hard to catch small fish and funny looking bugs that we could bring home with us like trophies‚ or running around one of the parks‚ attempting to organize one of those sports games that never actually materialized‚ despite our promises a few days prior to
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was legitimately terrified of it‚ whether it be the totally reasonable fear of being stuffed into a locker by a bully or getting lost in a labyrinth of corridors and passages of infinite classes and broom closets. But those fears never truly emerged up until the final days of freedom that remained from my graduation of 8th grade. As the days drew nearer‚ so did my fear reaching the brim of a breakdown. I was scared‚
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Homerun “Katelyn you’re up!” I heard my lanky redheaded coach Kevin screech. I slid on my batting gloves that were caked in dirt‚ and tightened my helmet that was meant for a 8 year old. I felt a tingling sensation rush through my body‚ I knew that I was going to do something great. It was the top of the 4th and we were down by two‚ already down a player so our outfield had to work vigorously to make sure not even a sickly hit could get past them. I could see Kenzie‚ a short stocky girl‚ with a bright
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Growing up in the nation’s capital provided me with a very unique upbringing. I used to despise living in Washington‚ DC. After growing up a bit I have noticed how much I love and appreciate my home city. A big part of growing up in DC is how diverse the city is. A lot of people grow up used to always seeing people of one race/ethnicity. But growing up with diversity added a lot to my character. This is because everybody‚ everywhere is different except for the huge number of places in the United
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Growing up in a diverse city‚ the culture around me has always been different. Every person that I see always has a different type of belief than me. I’m a 17 year old Muslim student who lives in Southeast Texas. My father is from the Middle East‚ and my mother is from Western Europe. My parents migrated as refugees from Croatia to Houston in 1995 due to the ongoing war in Yugoslavia. After they’ve migrated they’ve lived in peace here ever since. However that has changed a lot since 9/11‚ one of
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When I was younger‚ my aunt always told me “nothing’s better than than fresh produce and growing up on it!” Growing up in Bath County was really different than Fort Defiance. There wasn’t any Walmarts‚ Food Lions‚ or Martin’s local‚ only stores they had were little convenience stores. Most people had to grow their own vegetables… and even have their own farm animals. Every morning‚ I would always wake up before anybody to go outside and pick out what we needed for breakfast. I would get on a chair
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Cynthia was scared to go to 4 hour. Her head was vomiting emotions. At one minute she was joyful. And at the next minute she would be crying like a dog. miss Burley specifically said to read pages 34 to 54‚ And to write notes. I wanted to make up an excuse that my mom’s car broke down and My notes flew away in thin air. But that wouldn’t work anyway. 3rd hour came and I was frightened. I was biting my nails so bad that I bit my finger. OUCH‚ everyone looked at me in a very confused face. My teacher
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Growing up in a Christian household my family has always instilled in me that I am in the world‚ not of the world. This means I live in this world because God as placed me here‚ but I do not act like unbelievers of the world. When believers and unbelievers see me‚ they should know that I am Gods child. This relates to Walter in the video because he is betraying hatred to blacks and interracial marriage and using the bible and the law in the wrong context to back him up. My earliest years of remembering
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Chapter Six I Grew Up Here I’ve lived in a lot of places since I was born. My first home that I can remember is the red house. I don’t know where it was‚ but I called it the red house. The red house had a red roof‚ it was one story‚ and I had an awesome room. I had a large bed‚ and it had a Disney princess bed comforter‚ a canopy‚ and was the best trampoline I ever had. The kitchen was like a hallway‚ it was narrow and long. My memory of the red house is very vague. I remember the day the movers
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Growing up with my mom things were pretty blunt‚ DON’T do things you know you have no business doing. My sister Nyla and I were like two peas in a pod‚ we did everything together and often defended one another so it was fair for my mom to assume that if something bad happened we both were in on it and she would spank us. At the time I thought it was horrible‚ I look back now at the stories and I laugh. My sister and I did all sorts of things from sneaking extra snacks to setting a water bed on fire
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