M is for Mom
M is for Mom. There aren't enough ways to start to begin to explain who my mom does things the way she does everyday. First off as you might know I am adapted from Guatemala. Everyday I wake up and I am so thankful that my mom (and dad) were there and decided to adapt a baby from Guatemala. To start I am deeply sad end that Guatemala and the U.S of A government can come to some solution that will allow baby's from Guatemala to come to the U.S. That is the most ridiculous thing that I ever heard! Okay Back to the topic, my parent have made amazing sacrifice to bring my sister and I to America. Not only that the thing she has done since then. My mom has drove my sister and I to Wichita, across town for sports practices, gotten us …show more content…
I decided to go on a bike ride with my adult cousin and his kids that I know well. Anyway we were riding past the Rec and we saw the skate park. So anyway we went there to ride our bikes up and down the concrete hills. Then one of my cousins told me that I should try to do a jump off of one of the ramps. I thought about it until it was time to move on, but I wanted to give it a try anyway. So I gave it a go. Let me put it this way I could give you my version of it, which would be I was flying and made it 50 feet to the edge of the grass or I could tell you the version everyone else saw. I'll go ahead and tell the version everyone else saw, which would also be known as the real version. I went up the ramp and didn't make it but two feet and fell. My head slammed the handlebars and I got a big gash above my left eyebrow. Although I always wondered how it would feel to have blood running down your face I wouldn't want to do it again. I have to go to the emergency room and get stitches for it. Here is were my mom comes in. While siting in the emergency room I was blacking out here and there and she did was hug me and started cracking a few jokes which I couldn't help be laugh at. Point is my mom is caring but yet the "I hope you learned you lesson type." Also, it's not just my mom, my dad is just as loving. When he saw me come out of the Rec center bathroom with a towel over
M is for Mom. There aren't enough ways to start to begin to explain who my mom does things the way she does everyday. First off as you might know I am adapted from Guatemala. Everyday I wake up and I am so thankful that my mom (and dad) were there and decided to adapt a baby from Guatemala. To start I am deeply sad end that Guatemala and the U.S of A government can come to some solution that will allow baby's from Guatemala to come to the U.S. That is the most ridiculous thing that I ever heard! Okay Back to the topic, my parent have made amazing sacrifice to bring my sister and I to America. Not only that the thing she has done since then. My mom has drove my sister and I to Wichita, across town for sports practices, gotten us …show more content…
I decided to go on a bike ride with my adult cousin and his kids that I know well. Anyway we were riding past the Rec and we saw the skate park. So anyway we went there to ride our bikes up and down the concrete hills. Then one of my cousins told me that I should try to do a jump off of one of the ramps. I thought about it until it was time to move on, but I wanted to give it a try anyway. So I gave it a go. Let me put it this way I could give you my version of it, which would be I was flying and made it 50 feet to the edge of the grass or I could tell you the version everyone else saw. I'll go ahead and tell the version everyone else saw, which would also be known as the real version. I went up the ramp and didn't make it but two feet and fell. My head slammed the handlebars and I got a big gash above my left eyebrow. Although I always wondered how it would feel to have blood running down your face I wouldn't want to do it again. I have to go to the emergency room and get stitches for it. Here is were my mom comes in. While siting in the emergency room I was blacking out here and there and she did was hug me and started cracking a few jokes which I couldn't help be laugh at. Point is my mom is caring but yet the "I hope you learned you lesson type." Also, it's not just my mom, my dad is just as loving. When he saw me come out of the Rec center bathroom with a towel over