I come from a family that expresses an interminable love for animals. During her childhood, my mother had pets that varied from the typical dog and cat to ferrets, rabbits, frogs, and birds. She was the type of child that would find an animal on the street or in the woods, and bring it back home to keep as a pet, and her parents, my grandparents, even encouraged her to do so. I had the same behavior when I was a child; I, too, had frogs, dogs,
Her favorite color is pink and she loves watching her favorite show Pretty Little Liars on Netflix. Kiyomi lives with her mom, dad, her brother Nick, and her dog Faith. She has a strong relationship with her family and friends. She also has a very strong relationship with her grandparents and other family members. Many of her other relatives live in El Centro and San Diego, which whom she visits every year.
Time after time, the lady who I believed to be a home school teacher for her kids assisted me with my constant homework questions. It wasn’t until years later where I learned she was simply a mother of homeschooled kids and not a teacher as I believed. All the help she provided was to simply help her friends in a time of
Watching my mothers work inspired me. During my 7th and 8th grade year of junior high school, I began babysitting my little cousinson weekends. I would also get paid for watching them. From then I knew what I wanted to study when I graduate high school, which is pediactrics. As a nurse I want to help children specifically.
They make life choices. They often express unconditional love for the humans who are part of their families. For most of my adult life I thought I was just pretending that I could have conversations with animals. It was something I did as a game or did without thinking. That was because I was sufficiently programmed as a child to reject idea that the communications I was experiencing telepathically were "just your imagination, my dear."
I started doing that every time I went to the doctor. Eventually, I asked her what kind of nurse she was and she told me a Family Nurse Practitioner. She explained a lot of what they do to me and I loved it, they get to work with adults which I didn’t know they did, but mainly kids, and that’s one thing I always wanted to do was work with kids but I nice mix up of
Also, any companion animals that happen to get loose and mate cannot have babies as well. This brings me to my last point where there is already a program in place where there are feral cat trap-neuter-release programs (Notes). This does essential the same thing by preventing cats from having kittens. Essentially, this decreases the already overpopulated companion animals. Finally, the last way to combat this overpopulation is to educate children, friends, family members, and anyone else about pet overpopulation, and how they can adopt instead of pay a lot of money for a puppy/kitten.
Almost every child at, a young age, asks for a puppy or kitten, it is a part of growing up. Instead of a puppy, what if a child asked for a baby chimpanzee instead? Exotic animals are not your typical cats, dogs, or even duck but instead are animals like bears, lions, and pythons. I think people should be allowed to have exotic animals as pets because it is their choice, and exotic animals are not as dangerous as they are said to be. When choosing a pet, there are many options and different people may like different things.
My mom worked long hours, so we rarely went out anymore. I was often in charge of looking after my sisters, and I’d make up games and stories for them, fueling my creativity. We didn’t have much, and it doesn’t seem like anything special, but those three years of seeing my mom work so intensely to provide for us, of waiting for my dad’s phone calls, and having to take responsibility for my sisters, it all helped me become increasingly mature and independent. My mom became my role model, and I strived to grow up to be like her, so I studied diligently in school and made A’s. I began drawing in my spare time with my sisters, and that was the very start of my passion towards my
Her first and most beautiful 7.5 pound little baby girl. With hair brown like melted chocolate and eyes the color of honey, dressed up in a pink mommy’s little girl onesie. I see her kids every day and I see other people’s kids every day too, but why don’t I have any of my own? I thought about it as I sat there rocking little Evelyn in my arms and it suddenly occurred to me that I, too, would like to be a mother. Not just an educator or an aunt, but a mother with a baby of her own.