New Plans One Saturday morning, I woke up at seven in the morning to go to an amusement park called Six Flags. The plans had been made days ago, my two older sisters, my brother, a friend of ours and I would be going to Six Flags and spend the entire day there. As I got up after finally getting my alarm to finally shut up I walked over to the bathroom to take a shower when I realized that the ground was spinning, in my eyes at least, I had a vile taste in the back of my throat. I quickly fell back onto my bed feeling like if I hadn’t I would have fallen to the floor instead. When I was finally able to gain my composure, I got up to go to my mom’s room so she could check out what was wrong with me.
How I Gained Independence in Washington DC It’s a Thursday night, and I am just about to finish my packing for my first trip to Washington DC. It’s also my first time being away from my parents for more than a day or two. Right now, I’m in my room, folding clothes into the suitcase...one...two....three pairs of shorts, I said to myself. My mother yelled up saying “dinner is ready!” I stayed upstairs and yelled “I’ll be down in a minute!” Afters I finished my packing, I ran downstairs, smelling the teriyaki chicken on the table. After dinner, I hurried upstairs to bed, I’m I was extremely excited to finally be on my way to arrive in Washington DC.
"Tomorrow is going to be a great day" everybody thought. We all went to bed wondering how it's gunna turn out. The day of Thanksgiving Everybody got up still wondering how it was going to be. Everybody was coming at 12:00, because we were gunna start eating dinner at 3. As we were getting ready, cleaning the house, cooking the food, it turned 12:00 and we heard a knock on our door.
The argument by logic, emotion and character are all put into Outliers to convince the readers that success is what you make of it. 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).
Furthermore, my mom continued that tradition with her children and now that I am older leaving on my own I do it myself for the cold weather. My mom usually makes the meal on Saturday morning when everybody is home and wakes up late then ready to eat some warm Arroz con Leche with some bread on the side. This is my favorite meal now that I cannot get enough of this meal because it’s delicious with all the ingredients it has which is not many but makes it good. The ingredient rice from Arroz con Leche origin story is that it was passed on to India but then passed on to Greece and Mediterranean areas. In addition, going to those areas it spread to Southern Europe and North Africa then brought to South America.
Whenever I pulled up at his house I had gotten to hang out but then we went to bed. The next morning whenever I woke up we made Eggs, Bacon, Sausage, and Toast. We were going to eat outside because it was so nice. One thing that we had to make sure of was that we put on our bug spray because of the bad mosquitoes out there. “The breakfast was AMAZING!” “Now we are going to the beach, Jaxon screamed!”
Looks of judgement. “Well I am here today to tell you why I got to place I did, but why I decided that counseling was the best decision for my health. First off, I’d like you to know that not everyone goes down this cruel path, but let me tell you, once you do, it is hard to turn back.” “It was 2006, I had just gotten home from dinner with my best friend Anna. As we were walking in the door of our dorm, we slipped into our pajamas and were getting ready to watch
I woke up on an especially cool winter morning and looked over to my mother’s side of the bed. She was not there, I knew that, but I secretly wished she was. I swung my legs off the bedside and rushed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get myself ready for school. This was a typical morning for me. My mother worked from before the sun rose until late after the sun was already down, she is a Mexican immigrant who had spent only two years in the United States when my father left us.
It’s 8 a.m. on a chilly day in January and I’ve already showered and gotten ready. All my classmates are sleeping in and enjoying their Saturday morning, but I don’t envy them; I’m excited to start my day volunteering at the local Equine Assisted Therapy center. Although it wasn’t clear to me then, looking back on my experiences working with special needs horses, people and children, I’ve come to the realization that a major component to the healing of these cases is the overcoming of social and mental barriers rather than just physical obstacles. I arrive that morning and introduce myself to Mrs. Deborah, the head instructor, who gave me anything but a brief run down of the importance “you volunteers” play in the healing process of the riders. At the time, I was dumbfounded by the idea that unfamiliar faces could actually benefit someone with special needs.
It’s Thanksgiving morning and I see the sun shining outside. I spent the night over my aunt’s house to help prepare Thanksgiving dinner. But when i woke up, I smelled food, I could not believe that my aunt had already started cooking. As I got out of bed, I heard people talking and pots and pans banging. When I got to the kitchen, I touched my aunt on the shoulder and asked “why didn’t you wake me up”?
I rose from my bed, a smile permanently fixed to my face as I turned on the shower. I slipped off my cotton pajamas and tried to relive the kiss from last night as I washed my hair with some lavender shampoo Ginger had created for me. Walking to the diner in a trance, I found William in one of his morning workout runs. He was all red and sweaty, and before Charles, I totally would
Soon, Katelyn and Alyana moved in together, which made it easier for all of us to spend time together. At Bailey’s 12th birthday party, her best friends showed up. That night they all had the bright idea to go tee-pee Bailey’s father’s close friend, (Jeff Hughes), that was teasing the girls. Bailey’s mother drove them to the store, while the girls bought about 20 rolls of the cheapest toilet paper they could find. After they bought the toilet paper, the girls went to Jeff’s house.
Today was THE DAY. Not just any day, but Penelope Paige’s favorite day in all of the month of June. Today was the day that the local Dragonfly Days Festival started, and boy, oh boy, was she excited! She woke up straight out of bed, slipped right out of her pajamas, and into her favorite festival day outfit. Penelope combed through her wavy blonde hair, srubba-dub-dubbed her teeth, and scrambled down the stairs down to the den after fixing up her bed.
Once I got home, I dozed off, and I didn’t care to wake up until the next morning. When I woke up in the morning, I had my breakfast, packed up for today, chose the nicest outfit I could find [hey, If I’m about to win an award, why not look nice?] and went to school. I ended up winning the student of the year award. I wished I could of thanked Stevie, but he was probably sad about the whippings he’s going to get once he gets home.
We arrived at the rental house, it took dymon a long time to arrive.But when dymon pulled up to the house, I hid in the bathroom and jumped out and surprised her. She was so happy to see me, it was like the best moment every like i missed her. We went outside and played basketball with her brother and her cousins. We came in and ate dinner and song happy birthday to her granddad. After we song happy birthday , it was time to start heading home.