His parents were not very strict when it came to grade. In fact, whenever he made poor grades, his parents still did not discipline him and never tried to help him. Since he never grew up in a strict environment, whenever his parents moved him to private school, he didn’t know how to behave. He later said that transitioning from public school to private school, was one of the most difficult things he has ever done, especially because it was a prestigious college prep school.
My Childhood Environment As a kid I always wondered why my mom was so over protective with me, or why she didn’t let me do a lot of things. My beliefs, interests and hobbies are what have shaped my environment the way it has been my whole life. Although most of my childhood I spent it in the safest environment which was home, I had a lot of thoughts as a kid. I lived questioning myself why things were the way they were. Why my mom never let me go out hang out with in my friend’s house, or why she never let me go play soccer at the park.
I have had three best friends, one who was dramatic, one who was understanding, and one who is ready to take on the world even if it means leaving me behind. Haley, my first best friend, short, with chopped brown hair that fell just beneath her ears. Always had a short temper as well, she got angry whenever she didn’t get what she wanted. We met in preschool, even had the same class together. She was excited to try new things, even if it meant she would get in trouble.
Jimmy is not into science and he is always indifferent about his mother and father’s work, but when he saw that his mother could tell that he is not interested in talking about cells and disease, he quickly said, “I want to hear about the tiny cells, I want to!” (Atwood 21). Jimmy’s quick reaction to his mother’s unhappiness reveals that he is never able to fully connect with his mother the way they both wanted to. Jimmy’s desire to always please his mother shows that he truly loved his mother, but his mother does not really care for Jimmy. Their distant relationship is further supported when his mother just up and runs away one day. Although his mother left a note saying how
A Memorable Time In Your Life As a child As a child growing up my life would have seemed a bore or sad compared to most kids. My routine was simple: Wake up, get ready, go to school, and come home within a certain amount of time. Not that interesting, right? Well my parents weren’t the type of people to help you gain different views or experiences, besides maybe the amount of hate that grew from punishment. Though from all of this I grew to love dreaming, researching, and planning.
My mom had always said that I was never a kid that could sit still. Every time she would hand me a book I would just throw it and start crying. She said I was more of a hands kind of baby and I always needed a toy in my hand. I would say the only big reader in my family would be my grandpa and he had always tried to get me to read but I would never budge. I just always had the thought of reading black words on white pages wasn’t going to benefit me in anyway.
II. MAIN POINT 1- Usually most kids get what they as for, but many children that come from low–income households because parents can’t afford to buy them what they want. A. Imagine you as a four year old again, walking into the toy aisle. You are fascinated by all the toys you see and wish they were all yours, but then you come upon this toy you pause and admire it .Then you grab it off from the self ,hug it and run to your parents with it.
“How working at McDonald’s made me realize that I’m lucky” Did you ever feel like you were unlucky? That bad things always get in your way and make you miserable every single time? You feel unlucky because your mom bought those generic shoes instead of the Jordan’s that you dreamt of? I used to have that mentality before I entered Senior High School and tried to be a working student. I was a half-student, half-worker trying to balance things out and made sure that these two will not overlap each other, especially my education since I value it so much, but never did I expect that my eyes would be opened on how lucky I was in this world.
Raindrop was always more connected to his mom, but that doesn’t mean that he hated his dad. He just always had this… connection, I guess you could say, to his mom. Some type of bond that never loosened even as he grew up to be a teenager. Then again, that doesn’t mean that she was always there for poor little Raindrop.
A Burden I was raised in a household that didn’t see color nor ethnicity. We were raised in order to respect cultures and do anything we can for equality and equity. Growing up, my brothers and I always had to go to events my mom organized to raise money for children who didn’t necessarily have the opportunity to eat breakfast every morning. My mom always reminded us that not everyone had the same luxury as us. This didn’t mean money, gold, and riches.