I absolutely loved Christmas not only because of the gifts, but I was able to basically everyone on my mother’s side that day. On Christmas Eve, I would go to my father’s side of the family, but my sister and I were closer to my grandparents on my mother’s side. I never met my grandpa on my father’s side and my grandma only lived until I was in third grade, therefore I do not have many memories of her when I was younger. During Christmas, my parents, sister and I would go to my grandparents home and as soon as we walked in the house, it smelled wonderful! There were home cooked meals, treats, presents, stockings, and everything that made Christmas warm and cozy. The happiest time in my life was when I was eating the Christmas dinner at the bar stools with my sister and my two little cousins. I was eating and all of a sudden I stopped and looked around at my cousins and my family. I thought to myself, wow, I wish I could live in this moment forever. I do not care for the cold that much, but that day was the happiest moment I can think of as an adolescent. My parents always tell me I have an old soul and I would think about my life and just live in the moment even as an adolescent. I think this memory belongs in the intimacy versus isolation stage. This stage usually consists of young adults eighteen and up, but I truly think this stage is the best fit …show more content…
I was the most shy, teachers pet, early to school by and hour child that you could find in my school. I did not learn about sex or really know anything until I started sixth grade. I heard a few people in my school that experimented, but I never did because I did not want to disappoint my parents. My parents would not have been mad at me if I asked, I just felt embarrassed to ask about sex. One day I went to school and it was during the Fall season. I was walking down the hallway and everyone was calling my prude. I did not know what it meant so I kept walking and ignoring the boys and girls who were yelling, “Prude!”. I remembered as I was walking that this popular guy wanted to go out with me and kiss me on the same day he met me. I told him thank you but I do not want to do that. I did not have a clue what I was doing anyway. Continuing, I asked my friend Alicia what prude meant and she told me it means I was scared to do anything sexual or that I did not know how to do it. Today, I know that it means someone who is shocked by sex, nudity or anything related to those terms. That was not true. I just honestly did not know much about kissing or anything, so I always said no if someone asked me out or if someone wanted to hold my hand, it could have been anything. I went to class that day and that popular boy, which I kind of liked at the