Personal Narrative: If I Spend The Night At Her House

The average person wakes up to their alarm clock at about 6:30 am on weekdays and sleeps in on the weekends, not Bethany Spradlin. She wakes up every morning at 5am and to her snooze is not an option. Jumping out of bed she gets dressed for her job as a CNA at the Apostolic Nursing Home that is thirty minutes from her home. She walks up the stairs to her parents bedroom and kisses them goodbye before making her siblings lunches for school.

Typically every morning Molly is up by 6:30am to start getting ready for her day, the baby is usually up for a bit around 6:45am wanting to eat and most of the time falls back to sleep. The two older boys are up by 7:15am, Jeremiah will get himself ready for school, and Molly gets Charlie and Stephen dressed for the day, then Molly gets breakfast ready and the boys sit on the couch watching tv while they eat. Molly tells me that she feels like the boys at times spend too much time watching TV, but she makes sure tha t each day they get out doors or have quiet time playing in their rooms. Molly has to get the Stephen 's diaper bag ready because on Monday, Wednesday and Tuesdays Charlie and Stephen go to their Nanna 's house while Molly works and goes to school. On Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday Lilly comes down to the house by 7:45am so things are as hectic on those days.

Sprite was my child. Every night that I return home from work, Sprite immediately greets me with warm kisses and a helicopter tail. We went to the dog park every Saturday morning followed by the food market, and whatever else was on the agenda for that day (normally just cleaning or relaxing at home). Sprite never left my side, and even some days, when I got up the courage to ask, I would ask my boss if I could bring Sprite into work with me. My

she says in a soft tone. “Carlie!” I hear my name being yelled from the bathroom. I dashed to the bathroom as fast as I could. I squeeze into the small bathroom, that seemed fitting for a family of mice.

Pathos emotionally connects with the reader. Outliers shows many examples, one would be the story of 12-year-old Marita living in a one-bedroom apartment with her mom. To reach her success “I wake up at five-forty-five a.m. to get a head start, I brush my teeth, shower. I get some breakfast at school, if I am running late…” (Gladwell, 264).

And although she has occasionally seen vegetables and fruit at meals, they are usually of the caned variety. The day she took her Grandmother out of the facility, they served her three pieces of toast with jam and French Toast. The put it on the table at 9 am and kept reheating it, until Susan said she would get her Grandmother breakfast at 11

Interacting with nurses during deliveries sparked an old desire I had to go to nursing school. Every day on my drive home a passed school and won day noticed the sign stating that they now offered an LPN program in the evening. Evening courses were appealing because I was raising three teenagers and their father would be home at night so I could be at school and not

I arrived at Aunt Rachel’s house for my first summer at Maycomb. When I first arrived, Aunt Rachel was very glad to see me. We ate dinner and then Aunt Rachel forced me to retreat to bed. Early the next morning I got dressed and ate breakfast until my stomach was satisfied with the meal. I went outside to relax in Aunt Rachel’s collard patch.

I have always known that Auramae dances, she would sometimes show up with her dance bag at the babysitters. Tarot card reading I have only known about a year, because last summer she did a reading on me about my future. Recently, I have learned that she meditates. We were discussing about why she had (smoky thingys that help her meditate) and she said that it helps her meditate. The process starts by lying down on the bed and she then stays like that for hours.

Have you ever set your house on fire? Although my house never was engulfed in flames, I did start a fire in my kitchen. Unfortunately for me, this event occurred on the first day of my sophomore year. School ended, and I immediately came home. Since I had a field hockey practice a few hours after school, I was obligated to eat my dinner earlier than I prefer.

Jordanna is normally home alone from 3pm to 7: 30pm. Ms. Pedone told me she has made arrangements for Jordanna to stay with a friend until she gets off of work and picks her up. Jordanna does her homework and eats dinner at her friend 's house. Their official night time routine starts at 8:30pm, but it depends on whether or not Ms.Pedone has to cook or if she has leftovers from the previous night.

Each morning Dr. Kelly Pivik wakes up at 5:30a.m. to prepare herself and Spenser, her only son, for a typical day at the University of West Alabama, where she is an assistant professor of Psychology. While at work, she spends majority of her time between class preparations, research, meetings, and she occasionally finds time for lunch. After she’s done working, Dr. Pivik and Spenser depart Livingston to commute back to their home in Tuscaloosa.

At breakfast she ate bacon, eggs, grits, and toast, with a cup of coffee. We sat in chatted with her for a minute. Then the nurse came in they 're asking us where was our instructor and she needed to see you immediately. Next we took her back to the room, she refused to take a shower however

The holidays can be stressful and with Thanksgiving right around the corner we tend to forget about ourselves, because we're so busy taking care of others. Together with Alouette, I want to share three easy ways you can keep it together this Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is always big for us. I would generally spend hours in the kitchen making sure everything is ready. This year we won't be hosting, but that doesn't mean that our meals aren't going to be extravagant.

Every year every November there is a holiday called Thanksgiving that my family always fails to forget. Every Thanksgiving all of my relatives I mean all meet up at my Nana’s house so we can really put time aside to reconnect. Mostly the holiday is fun a lot of times it can be very dramatic and chaotic i’d say mostly chaotic. But still every single Thanksgiving my family meets up at my grandma’s house no matter what went on during the year it is our responsibility to make it to her house for our annual Thanksgiving feast.