November 22, 1992, it was not dark nor was it stormy. There was no ancient prophecy that foretold the events of the day. Most people could not remember what they did on that day. It was a typical day. Even though it was not written in the history books, something amazing did happen. I was born. Before that day I was only an idea. No one, not even my parents could fathom the person I, Tameika Cutina Jackson would some da become. So who did I become? I was never an ordinary child. I spent a lot of recess time reading and writing short stories or shifting through dirt looking for rocks to add to my collection. And as a grown 22 year old woman I still love to read and write and ill occasionally have to resist the urge to pick up a promising quart
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The hardest part of going to school is not being able to be with my family. When I am home I spend most of my vacation with my family. It is weird to think about them doing family things like eating dinner or gong to the movies or the park without me. I try to talk them every chance I can. Over the summer my sister had my parent’s first grandchild. Being an aunt is amazing and I miss that fat baby boy more than anything and anyone. I’m positive that when I go home for fall break I’m going to hog him until it’s time to change his diaper and he is going right back to his mother. My roommates have become my second family. Most of my free time is spent with those crazy guys. Even though marriage, pregnancy, and parenthood scares the bejesus out of me, I cannot wait to start a family of my …show more content…
*raises hand* My parents raised me to be strong. To believe in something and stand by my belief when faced with adversity. Because of how I was raised I really did not have a problem with yielding to peer pressure. When I went to college my family did not have to worry about me getting into trouble. I come from a family of debaters, so natural I can be very opinionated. That sometimes causes me to have problems with others. I will argue point until I am sure that it is understood and respected. Being strong has its advantages, I am confident in who I am and how I expect to be treated by others. As life continues to throw difficulties and hardships my way I will keep moving forward. I will fight for what I believe in and for the people I
The hardest part of going to school is not being able to be with my family. When I am home I spend most of my vacation with my family. It is weird to think about them doing family things like eating dinner or gong to the movies or the park without me. I try to talk them every chance I can. Over the summer my sister had my parent’s first grandchild. Being an aunt is amazing and I miss that fat baby boy more than anything and anyone. I’m positive that when I go home for fall break I’m going to hog him until it’s time to change his diaper and he is going right back to his mother. My roommates have become my second family. Most of my free time is spent with those crazy guys. Even though marriage, pregnancy, and parenthood scares the bejesus out of me, I cannot wait to start a family of my …show more content…
*raises hand* My parents raised me to be strong. To believe in something and stand by my belief when faced with adversity. Because of how I was raised I really did not have a problem with yielding to peer pressure. When I went to college my family did not have to worry about me getting into trouble. I come from a family of debaters, so natural I can be very opinionated. That sometimes causes me to have problems with others. I will argue point until I am sure that it is understood and respected. Being strong has its advantages, I am confident in who I am and how I expect to be treated by others. As life continues to throw difficulties and hardships my way I will keep moving forward. I will fight for what I believe in and for the people I