George Lopez once said “I had a very difficult childhood. I was surrounded by people who had parents, which made me feel different. Having a bit of a rougher existence early on, it made me appreciate the work ethic that my grandparents instilled in me.” Grit, courage and resolve; strength of character. George was born on April 23, 1961 in Mission Hills California. He was abandoned by his parents.
It was not just one single man who came up with the sport. When men from Europe came to North America they noticed that the natives were playing lacrosse which was very similar to their games back home and they used some of the principles of lacrosse in the creation of hockey. Another man who played a huge role in the creation of hockey was from Nova Scotia. His name was James Creighton and he brought all of his knowledge of ice hockey into Montreal, Canada where the first ever organized hockey game as we know it today was played. This man also decided that he wanted to try to play hockey indoors at the local ice skating rink, but he was scared that the ball would fly out of the rink and hurt somebody, so they took the cork bung from a beer barrel which was shaped like the hockey pucks we use today.
2711, the distance in miles between Horsham, Pennsylvania, the town I was raised in, and Wenatchee, Washington, the town I now call home. From my first breath of Pacific Northwest air until just recently, I felt as if I was on my own personal roller coaster, experiencing the excitement of meeting new people and despair when I missed home. I went through twists and loops as I struggled to open myself up to a whole new way of life. During this time, I clung to Martin Luther King Jr.’s words of wisdom, “If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward” (King 1). To make the transition from a big city girl with a small family to a small city girl with a big family I followed King’s advice and always kept moving forward.
Living their home country just so my siblings and I could get a better education and better life. As we all know, life in America is not that easy when you are newbies. As an 11 years old kid, I wouldn't know what to do or how to help my parents when they are going through a tough time. All I do was go to school, come home, and do some reading. Besides, school wasn't that easy for me because I didn't know English and I couldn't communicate with the people around me nor the teachers.
Their happiness started to flow in the room until they found out that not all the family member would be allowed to go. Tears rolled down the mother and father’s eyes, and the children as they all had to leave their lovely grandparent behind. That was the happiest day for them as well as the worst day. The parent didn’t want to leave the grandparent behind, but had no choice as they wanted to take a step forward for their kids hoping for a better future and education. For this reason, they believe America will make their kid’s life a better one than they have
At times when I read there are words that I don’t quite understand. When this happens I look up the word and see how I could use it. This also goes back to my writing, if I find a word in a book that I have read I can add it to my writing to improve my writing skills. When I see the effect of reading on my knowledge it makes me proud of myself because I used to get teased for always reading, but that didn’t matter to me because , in the end, I knew that reading would help me. All those people that teased me for always reading were probably envious of how much knowledge that I could acquire from just reading one book.
The night was so cold that it sent a shock through my spine. The night when I arrived at the airport in New York, I knew my new life had begun. My parents knew that I might be cold, so they brought an extra jacket for me just so I wouldn’t get sick. As we were walking out of the airport I saw more and more white things falling from the sky. Those white things were everywhere.
Still to this day, it has become a habit of mine to read any random piece of writing to ensure my understanding continues to grow. Reading and writing have been a struggle for me since a young age. Even though I still consider it to be one of my weaknesses, I am very pleased with how far I have come. I hope that in the future, I am able to continue my desire for reading and writing to ensure that I am able to better communicate with others that I come in contact with my daily
Since I was a little kid I grew up in Mexico a Spanish speaking country where I had lots of friends, and felt happy thinking that my life would never change. But as soon as I turned nine I was facing a different story. When I arrived home from school, my parents told me that we were moving to a new country. I felt sad at first because moving to a new country where they didn't speak my language,and not knowing anybody was tough for me. It meant I was leaving behind everything I worked so hard to accomplish to move to a new place that I needed to start from zero.
Abigale Marta January 23, 2018 Narrative Essay College Composition 5th December Baby Longs for Snow Eight years ago, I woke up on a Wednesday morning, ran to the front door and peeked out the frosted window to see blankets of snow over the streets. My mom informed me that school was cancelled and I was going to stay home all day. Every kid around our area knows the excitement a kid feels from the words “snow day”. Not only was it a snow day, but it was my tenth birthday. I hurriedly packed on layers of clothes and ran across the street to my best friend’s grandma’s house.
It is difficult to calculate how greatly the status of being undocumented has impacted my life. I was ten years old when my family and I immigrated to the United States. My parents have worked multiple jobs so my siblings and I could have a chance at a better future than they did. Even after thirteen years in the U.S. – I still overhear my parents’ conversations about deportations. Like many other undocumented immigrants, I was living in the shadows and living in constant fear of deportation.
When he came back to the USA, he started out on a minimum wage job he worked at that job for about 8 years. His boss man thought he was the hardest worker, so he got promoted, but at that time he was already ready for something bigger, better. He moved on to do what he loves most (cooking). After he left Saks and joined William Morris Talent Agency they helped him. In many ways.
When my dad told me that we were coming to the united states, I was excited but at the same time, I was mad that we were leaving some close family members behind. The people that I was mad about leaving behind were my grandfather, grandmother and my cousins. But I had to accept the fact that my education comes first and with better education comes a better life and that is all I want. Coming to America wasn 't hard at all financially because my dad was already here since he was a teen. So when, we came to America, we stayed with my uncle for about 3 weeks, then we moved to my aunt 's house for about a year.
The Founding Era spans from the NHL establishment in 1917 until a large drafting for World War Two in 1942. The NHL was founded when it 's predecessor, the National Hockey Association was disbanded. It continued to thrive until 1942 when the numerous teams from the NHL were sold, broken apart and disbanded due to World War Two and the lingering aftermath of the Great Depression. The six teams that remained adopted a new moniker and the second era of the NHL began. The Original Six is a phrase used to describe the six teams that made up the National Hockey League during the Original Six Era, the twenty five year time frame between the 1942-43 season and NHL Expansion in 1967.
My father is a postman and my mother works as a secretary at my high school. Seeing the way, they both earned their livings was enough for me to understand that college wasn’t a must to make a livable income. My father actually has multiple times tried talking me out of going into college. They are what has given me the motivation to go to college. Hearing the many stories about how my mom had gone to college for a couple years before being constricted by debt, has pushed me to actively pursue the many scholarships I’ve applied for.