“Big Head” known as Chris, is my mother’s boyfriend and the closest thing I have to a father. I met Chris when I was in the fifth grade; it was about a half a year after my parents divorce was final. I thought he was the coolest guy ever, and I never knew he was going to be my mom’s boyfriend, but I am glad he was and still is.
Chris is a unique person. He grew up in Bakersfield, California with his mother and three brothers. He is a smart, independent person. His parents got divorced when he was young so he always took care of himself. He always took care of his school work without being told. He was really into sports and had to go through all of that with out his parents support. I believe that is why he is the person he is today.
My “Big Head” is who I call my dad. He has cared and provided for me over half of my life, way more than anything my father could have done. He was that helped me with my school work and helped shoot to get good grades. I feel me being in college today has a big thing to do with my “Big Head.” But he didn’t just help me; he took care of my mom and sister as well. He helped my sister with so much and has helped her become a mature responsible person. And of course he takes care of my mom. They are very happy and he does whatever he can to make sure she is okay. As I am away this is a comforting thing to see since my dad was never there to make my mom feel special. I feel he is always there for us because he never had that. I feel he doesn’t want us to have to deal with everything on our own and that is why he is always there.
Dads are the ones you rely on. The ones girls think can make everything okay. My biological father was never there to do that, but I was blessed with Chris. He was always there when I was down always tried to make me feel better. When I would have relationship issues he would be the one to try to give advice, even if it was something I would never do I was thankful he cared. I can call him my father because he was there in the most important things in my life where my father should have been. He was always at my sporting competitions, school events, proms, my graduation, and most importantly watching me go off to college. Those are the most important things in a girl’s life that she relies on from her father, and Chris has never let me down.
Chris is really important to me. I feel if I didn’t have him in my life I would be a different person. He has helped my family so much and we are all grateful for that. He has helped emotionally and finically, and continues to help. All I can say is that I was blessed with a “Big Head” and I am proud to call him my father.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
The Divorce
My biggest struggle in life was when I had to go though my parents divorce. I knew my father was doing bad things, but I was his little girl, I never wanted to let him go. It was and still is the hardest thing growing up without him.
My parents met in high school, and got pregnant very young. They had my older sister when my mom was sixteen years old, and had me not too long after. My parents were twenty-three and nineteen years old with and already had 2 kids. They did everything they could to keep me and my sister happy. They lasted seven years and then my mom could not take it anymore. My father was doing bad things and my mom had to get my sister and me out of there. My father was into drinking, drugs, and other women. My mom knew all of this but stayed with my dad so my sister and I would have a father. After we moved to Las Vegas my mom thought my dad was going to turn his life around and take care of his family, but she was wrong. My father lost his job, started pawning nice things in our house, and didn’t pay any bills. It got to the point we didn’t even have hot water to bathe. But no matter what my mother took care of us. She would leave buckets of water outside so they could get warm in the sun, then she would give us baths. After that was when my mother said “I’ve had enough! I want a divorce!”
I was eight or nine when my parents got divorced. I did not really know what was going on until my mom, sister, and I moved in with my grandparents. My mom sat me down and told me I wouldn’t be seeing my daddy anymore. I was so upset; I got so mad at her and thought she was just taking him away from me. It wasn’t until high school I found out the real truth about my father. He never cared about my sister and I. Whenever we would invite him to an important event (like birthdays) he would always prove he was the same old dad. We would build “okay” relationships with him then he would blow it. Now we just don’t talk, I had to go to proms, sports, graduation, and college without him. But I know if my mom never made that decision I wouldn’t even be in college today.
I believe his was my biggest struggle in life. I was always daddy’s little girl, until I found out the real him. It was and still is hard growing up without him, but I was blessed with a wonderful mother and wonderful grandparents. I also have a wonderful father figure in my life who is my mom’s boyfriend. He really took place of my father since I was in the 7th or 8th grade. And that was when I realized this was a struggle. Yeah I still don’t have my real father in my life, but why waste happiness when I am surrounded but many others who support me.
My parents met in high school, and got pregnant very young. They had my older sister when my mom was sixteen years old, and had me not too long after. My parents were twenty-three and nineteen years old with and already had 2 kids. They did everything they could to keep me and my sister happy. They lasted seven years and then my mom could not take it anymore. My father was doing bad things and my mom had to get my sister and me out of there. My father was into drinking, drugs, and other women. My mom knew all of this but stayed with my dad so my sister and I would have a father. After we moved to Las Vegas my mom thought my dad was going to turn his life around and take care of his family, but she was wrong. My father lost his job, started pawning nice things in our house, and didn’t pay any bills. It got to the point we didn’t even have hot water to bathe. But no matter what my mother took care of us. She would leave buckets of water outside so they could get warm in the sun, then she would give us baths. After that was when my mother said “I’ve had enough! I want a divorce!”
I was eight or nine when my parents got divorced. I did not really know what was going on until my mom, sister, and I moved in with my grandparents. My mom sat me down and told me I wouldn’t be seeing my daddy anymore. I was so upset; I got so mad at her and thought she was just taking him away from me. It wasn’t until high school I found out the real truth about my father. He never cared about my sister and I. Whenever we would invite him to an important event (like birthdays) he would always prove he was the same old dad. We would build “okay” relationships with him then he would blow it. Now we just don’t talk, I had to go to proms, sports, graduation, and college without him. But I know if my mom never made that decision I wouldn’t even be in college today.
I believe his was my biggest struggle in life. I was always daddy’s little girl, until I found out the real him. It was and still is hard growing up without him, but I was blessed with a wonderful mother and wonderful grandparents. I also have a wonderful father figure in my life who is my mom’s boyfriend. He really took place of my father since I was in the 7th or 8th grade. And that was when I realized this was a struggle. Yeah I still don’t have my real father in my life, but why waste happiness when I am surrounded but many others who support me.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Valentine's Day
Valentine’s Day is a day to share with a loved one and show how much they mean to you. To me my Valentine’s Day was both sad and delightful. I did not have my Valentine but I was in Las Vegas.
This year was the hardest Valentine’s Day, my boyfriend and I have been fighting and decided not to spend Valentine’s Day together. It was really hard but we needed our space. My sister could tell that I was feeling blue so she invited me to Las Vegas. And it changed everything.
I had a blast. We walked all over the Strip. We went into all the casinos, and little factories, like the M&M factory. We went on the New York New York roller coaster. We did everything and underage person could do in Vegas.
Even though I was sad on Valentine’s Day it turned out better then I thought. I made the best of it and it helped. My boyfriend and I are happy we had our space and happy we worked everything out. So I guess my Valentine’s Day was more delightful than sad.
This year was the hardest Valentine’s Day, my boyfriend and I have been fighting and decided not to spend Valentine’s Day together. It was really hard but we needed our space. My sister could tell that I was feeling blue so she invited me to Las Vegas. And it changed everything.
I had a blast. We walked all over the Strip. We went into all the casinos, and little factories, like the M&M factory. We went on the New York New York roller coaster. We did everything and underage person could do in Vegas.
Even though I was sad on Valentine’s Day it turned out better then I thought. I made the best of it and it helped. My boyfriend and I are happy we had our space and happy we worked everything out. So I guess my Valentine’s Day was more delightful than sad.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Neat or Sloppy
Everyone in the world is either sloppy or neat. And everyone’s definitions of being sloppy and neat are different. I believe being sloppy is when you just don’t care, you don’t clean, you’re unorganized, and pretty much lazy. Being neat is you take care of yourself, you have everything very clean and organized, and you’re always active and ready to go.
To me I think of myself as neat. But I am not the kind of neat person we read about. I don’t just throw things away because it takes up space, and I am not rude and look down on messy people. I always wake up, make my bed, and get in the shower; to me those are actives neat people do. My room is very neat; I can find anything because I am very organized. I help others become neat; my roommate now is also a neat person. I just think it makes life easier to be neat.
There are times when I do feel like a sloppy person. Days I am too tired and just want to sleep in, I don’t have time to make my bed, but everyone has those days. But sloppy people aren’t crazy and collect everything, like we read. I think they just don’t really care about being organized, that doesn’t mean they are any different then a neat person.
Now matter if you’re sloppy or neat or a little of both like me, we are all human and it doesn’t really affect who we are. Yeah it might say were a little lazy if were sloppy and don’t want to make our beds but that doesn’t mean we are lazy with everything else in life we chose. Life is a lot easier to be neat but it doesn’t matter if you’re sloppy as long as you’re happy.
To me I think of myself as neat. But I am not the kind of neat person we read about. I don’t just throw things away because it takes up space, and I am not rude and look down on messy people. I always wake up, make my bed, and get in the shower; to me those are actives neat people do. My room is very neat; I can find anything because I am very organized. I help others become neat; my roommate now is also a neat person. I just think it makes life easier to be neat.
There are times when I do feel like a sloppy person. Days I am too tired and just want to sleep in, I don’t have time to make my bed, but everyone has those days. But sloppy people aren’t crazy and collect everything, like we read. I think they just don’t really care about being organized, that doesn’t mean they are any different then a neat person.
Now matter if you’re sloppy or neat or a little of both like me, we are all human and it doesn’t really affect who we are. Yeah it might say were a little lazy if were sloppy and don’t want to make our beds but that doesn’t mean we are lazy with everything else in life we chose. Life is a lot easier to be neat but it doesn’t matter if you’re sloppy as long as you’re happy.
Friday, February 12, 2010
"No Escape"
"No Escape" in Mee Street Chronicles by Frankie Lennon is a story about a little girl that gets scared. She wakes up in the middle of the night trying to find her parents. She can't find them and tries to escape from her house before any "monsters" get her. There are many things I learned from reading this, such as: don't panic and take your time.
It is important not to panic when you're in a scary situation. It makes things a lot worse. Being in a scary or bad situation is stressful enough, if you start to panic it is harder to handle. You start thinking bad thoughts and scare yourself even more, just like that little girl in "No Escape." She kept thinking all things were going to get her, but she had her fairy godmother, it helpedher not panic as much.
Another important lesson I learned was take your time, if you rush you panic. In the story the little girl tried to rush out of her house to find her parents before the "monserts"could get her. She was trying and rushing to open the door that she couldn't. It was when her godmother that told her to use something to help her reach the lock. She had to relax and think about what she was doing in order to succeed. So I learned if you just stop, relax and think of what to do everything will work out.
In both lessons I learned they can help whenever. It is very common when in a bad situation that you panic and rush, and those make the situation ten times worse. It is important to relax, take a minute and think of everything you have to do. Just breath and it will help you overcome any bad or awkward situation.
It is important not to panic when you're in a scary situation. It makes things a lot worse. Being in a scary or bad situation is stressful enough, if you start to panic it is harder to handle. You start thinking bad thoughts and scare yourself even more, just like that little girl in "No Escape." She kept thinking all things were going to get her, but she had her fairy godmother, it helpedher not panic as much.
Another important lesson I learned was take your time, if you rush you panic. In the story the little girl tried to rush out of her house to find her parents before the "monserts"could get her. She was trying and rushing to open the door that she couldn't. It was when her godmother that told her to use something to help her reach the lock. She had to relax and think about what she was doing in order to succeed. So I learned if you just stop, relax and think of what to do everything will work out.
In both lessons I learned they can help whenever. It is very common when in a bad situation that you panic and rush, and those make the situation ten times worse. It is important to relax, take a minute and think of everything you have to do. Just breath and it will help you overcome any bad or awkward situation.
"Adversaries"
Reading "Adversaries" in The Mee Street Chronicles by Frankie Lennon, was enjoyable for me because, I really like reading about the aunt. She is very interesting; I never known someone like her, so all my attention goes to her while reading. The main thing that I like is how the aunt could be crazy and mean, but then has some what of a change of heart, or something like that.
In "Adversaries" the narrator gets in trouble for playing, I have never known of anyone getting mad at a child for playing. It seems crazy and wrong to me. The aunt is trying to teach a lesson to the narrator before she is about to spank her, and realizes something. I want to know what she realized to make her have a change of heart. I personally think it was when she realized that they used to beat the narrators mother, that she didn't want that happening to the narrator. She could have realized so many things but that was so interesting to me. Everything about the aunt catches my attention. Her personality, her beliefs, and her attitude I honestly wish I could have experienced someone like her in my life.
It might sound bad that I wish I knew someone like that, but it's true. I think I would be a different person; I would be a totally different person. I believe the author's personality is the way it is because of her past growing up, every one's is, but reading these memoirs explains everything. I just enjoy reading all of these, so it comes easy to me.
In "Adversaries" the narrator gets in trouble for playing, I have never known of anyone getting mad at a child for playing. It seems crazy and wrong to me. The aunt is trying to teach a lesson to the narrator before she is about to spank her, and realizes something. I want to know what she realized to make her have a change of heart. I personally think it was when she realized that they used to beat the narrators mother, that she didn't want that happening to the narrator. She could have realized so many things but that was so interesting to me. Everything about the aunt catches my attention. Her personality, her beliefs, and her attitude I honestly wish I could have experienced someone like her in my life.
It might sound bad that I wish I knew someone like that, but it's true. I think I would be a different person; I would be a totally different person. I believe the author's personality is the way it is because of her past growing up, every one's is, but reading these memoirs explains everything. I just enjoy reading all of these, so it comes easy to me.
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