At a branding, My cousins, siblings, family friends, and I jumped over the white wooden fence. When it was my sister's turn, she sprinted through the fresh smelling, short cut grass, leaped and landed, then she fell backwards, and let out a short almost whimper, almost like a puppy. Then everyone ran over, including one of my cousins who was carrying two red solo cup filled with sweet smelling vanilla ice cream, for me and her then my uncle carried her over to a chair. Looked at her foot and realized that it was broken. “ are you okay” all of the adults said in almost unison.“ no… it hurts a … lot. “ Jolee replied. And that is when i had a pretty good idea, that she would need lots of help doing normal tasks. The next thing i knew the barbeque was over, And our grandma, and grandpa were on the way to the hospital with jolee, in a grey truck, with her in the
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About a week later, she still couldn’t take part in doing simple tasks, being it required hands both hands, because she still had to hold onto her small silver crutches and didn't need a wheelchair, although she had really wanted one. Because of that my mom and I were helping her however when our mom was at work, and my grandpa was with my brother, I helped her out. I belive that when family needs help, you help them, even if it's with something very, very simple. I did things for her as simple as helping her grab her things she wanted to buy, pushing the cart, grabbing her crutches, putting stuff back on the shelf because she can be very indecisive, or even packing a lunch for her, or helping her get into the car. Although her ultimate goal seemed to be trying to annoy me as much as possible, and trying to boss everyone around, as if she was a Queen, and because she was a 9 year old. After the majority of each time I helped her i heard a quiet “thank you.” come out of her
About a week later, she still couldn’t take part in doing simple tasks, being it required hands both hands, because she still had to hold onto her small silver crutches and didn't need a wheelchair, although she had really wanted one. Because of that my mom and I were helping her however when our mom was at work, and my grandpa was with my brother, I helped her out. I belive that when family needs help, you help them, even if it's with something very, very simple. I did things for her as simple as helping her grab her things she wanted to buy, pushing the cart, grabbing her crutches, putting stuff back on the shelf because she can be very indecisive, or even packing a lunch for her, or helping her get into the car. Although her ultimate goal seemed to be trying to annoy me as much as possible, and trying to boss everyone around, as if she was a Queen, and because she was a 9 year old. After the majority of each time I helped her i heard a quiet “thank you.” come out of her