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Monthly Archives: November 2014
My Spanish Book
This my alphabet book that I made with Freddie and Johnny. We each got one sheet that had animals on it and we had to describe the animal in spanish. Then we cut out what we said and put it into a book. We also printed out pictures to match the animals.
Homework Planner Vote
If we had to choose between the two planners left standing I would choose planner number five because I made it and obviously I like it. I like my planner, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want other planners in the book. I want the winning planner page to have the first page in the book, but I want all of them to be in there. We could decide the order of the other planners in the book by how well they placed or we could just do the first place planner then the second place planner then the other ones in random order. Each planner would get one week and then we would cycle through again and again.
Living A Nightmare
My babysitter and I were sitting on my bed, waiting for my mom to come home. I was staring at the wall. “When is mommy coming home?” I asked. I was four years old just learning my ABCs. I didn’t really know what to think of the world. I didn’t have a dad to rely on, so I only had my mom. “Mommy you’re home!” I said when my mom walked in. She put her purse down on the table. She took my babysitter into her room to talk to her. My mom didn’t look right. Something in her eyes looked like she was about to cry. I was scared. I didn’t even know how to read and now my mom is crying. I had no idea what to think. All I knew is that my life was about to change.
When my mom was done talking to my babysitter she came over to me. She had a tear dripping down her cheek. Then she pulled me into a big tight hug. I hugged her right back and we stood there for a while. My babysitter was in the kitchen staring at me. Then I started to cry. I had no idea what was going on. Fear took over me. Finally I asked my mom what was going on. She brought me into her room and sat me down. She said, “I have a sickness called cancer.”
“Are you going to get better?” I asked.
She hesitated and then said, “I don’t know.” I started to cry again.
I thought five years into the future. My mom would be all better. We would go to Disney World and have the best time ever. We would go on the haunted house at least five times. I would convince her to go on Splash Mountain. I would force her to go on it eight times. We would laugh. We would play, and this nightmare would be over. I couldn’t imagine my life without my mom.
Now six years have past and my mom is all better. The experience of my mom having cancer was a bad one, but it did make me stronger as a person. The experience also made me realize how lucky I am. It also made me be more thankful for my health. Overall it was horrible experience, but in the end since my mom is all better now it probably impacted me in a good way. The experience also made me closer to my mom.
We went to Disney World and we had the best time ever. I remember going on splash mountain a bunch of times. The first ride my mom was so scared when we went of the big drop, she roared. It was so funny. We cracked up the whole rest of the water slide. Now that is one of our inside jokes. I love my mom so much that there is nothing in this world can explain it.