Personal Narrative-Mummy's Chronicle Of Birth

As the chill fall winds came,
So did I,
Born at Fairfax Hospital,
Mummy groaned,
Dressed in a hospital gown,
Laying on the bed,
Calling for the doctor.

I can only know one story of the day I was born,
Since babay was sleeping in the chair,
Mummy says,
As soon as I was born I was a very cute baby,
No swelling or anything.

Three of my aunts decided on the name Rameen.
Both Mummy and Babay wanted a boy.
Instead,
They got a very tall girl
With a big smile
And hair as wide as the equator.
They got a crazy, black haired, round faced girl
Who loves to read
And a passion for writing.

Every time I hear of baby me I hear a child
Who was very clingy and needy
Always crying
And never leaving her Mama alone.
By the time I was three
I finally decided