Aunt Sharma says there’s a choice to marry and who you marry. I agree with Sharma because in a year or even six months my parents said I would be getting married to a man that’s way too old for me! I believe that marrying this older man and marrying at the age 12/13 will stop me from being the free girl I am in the desert herding animals. Mama and Dadi say I have to marry this guy because he brings money to the family and I have no choice to and the decision has been settled already. I told Mama and Dadi that I want to go and live with Sharma along with Fatima so I don’t have to marry and I can be just like Sharma! But, they yelled at me and hit me on the top of my forehead. Sharma is helping me with this marriage situation and she understands and I’m glad I have an aunt that can help me.
I believe there is a choice who you get to marry. That you don’t have to have a man beside you to lead you through your life. Women are as strong and powerful as men. I chose not to marry a man because I didn’t want to and I certainly don’t need to. Some thoughts came and went about my decision, like being stoned to death. But, I kept my word, here I am unmarried and happy. I don’t regret the decision I’ve made in my life, but I know the life I have without a man leads as hard. Now my sister’s daughter, Shabanu, is getting married soon and she has the fear of marrying a guy that could be the age of her grandfather! She told me that it became clear that the man she will marry is not trustworthy. Shabanu asked for help and I understand because my husband I had for a very short time abused me. I don’t want anything to happen to Shabanu with this untrustworthy man I heard of. I’m teaching her to learn to use her beauty and charm to manipulate the man and to guard fiercely her innermost self from him.
In the sixth grade, we have a big project called Guilds. We have been preparing for several months now and last night we had our big pageant. I am in the artisans guild and I made books. I really enjoyed doing this project it was super fun, even though it was stressful at times. It was worth all the work because last night was so fun! I made so many new friends in my guild and I learned the steps of making a book.
The muscular system helps you move. It has tendons that connect the muscle to the bone. The muscular system closely interacts with the skeletal system because it has some of the same pieces. Another fun discovery that we made was that all of our body parts that we worked on individually connected in the muscular system. Our question is, “Can muscles ever control themselves instead of waiting for the brain’s signal?”
Over Spring Break I went to 29 Palms in California and then Los Angeles. We stayed in the hills. My grandma has a house out in 29 Palms so we go to it when we came. One morning my family and I went to Joshua Tree Park to go on a hike to see the sunrise. We got there, the sky was beautiful; filled with different colors stretched throughout the rise. I was on a rock looking out taking pictures and filling up my lungs with the fresh air the trees provided.
This is one of my favorite sketches because while I was drawing it I felt like I took my time and made sure it was how I wanted it to end up as and it did. Also, @duhitzmark is my favorite social media influencer…
My name is Annabelle. I was 6 yesterday but today I am 7! Yeah, that’s right, today it’s my birthday, August 5th! My mom bought me balloons and this polka dot dress. When it’s August 5th, it’s all about me. Since it’s a special day, what could go wrong?!
I’m skipping over to the car with an ecstatic mood. My mom and I are going to get my favorite burger at Wendy’s!
We get in and start to drive off. My mommy puts on some music and my favorite song comes on! All of a sudden a truck comes out of nowhere that doesn’t stop and bammmm….My life flashed before my eyes and it wasn’t very long because I just turned seven. The truck was as fast as an asteroid.
I can barely breathe. I hear voices. I can’t tell where they’re coming from. I start to open my eyes. I see people looking over me. My head begins to throb and I start to get a headache from opening my eyes quickly. My vision was blurry. Before I closed my eyes, I saw my mom on a stretcher a few feet away from me. Mom was as still as a statue. I couldn’t feel my face and I lifted my hands up and I felt dozens of bruises scattered on my body. I wake up in a bed that I am not familiar with. It’s hard and smelly. The room was as empty and sad as a jail cell. Five minutes later I see a figure charging into the room but I can’t figure out who it is. The movement comes closer and I can instantly recognize his elf like ears, It’s my dad! But, his eyes are filled with tears. I’ve never seen him like this before and I’m shook. He finally gets the breath to say “ Listen, Annabelle.. Um mom didn’t make it.”
“So she didn’t make it to Wendy’s? Should we wait for her?” Dad looked at me with a confused look, beginning to say, “No sweetie, she didn’t survive the car crash.”
The next thing I know, I hear an echo coming straight at me like an arrow. “Wake up, wake up, wake up,” dad said. I feel confused and heartbroken. I think to myself, I am going to grow up without a mom. I hear a familiar voice across the room, but how?Dad moves to the side and I see, sitting on another bed, my mom! I weep because my mom is actually alive. But, I’ve never felt the way I am feeling ever before in my life! I’m trying to remember what it feels like. I feel like my mom was reading a book about something that describes how I’m feeling I know it’s a word. I know what it is um ugh! I wonder what.. “what, what, what it;s-HALLUCINATING, that’s the word!” I must have been hallucinating.
