It started as a completely normal day, mom woke me up, I showered, and continued watched Sports Center to get ready for the school day. I was in sixth grade. A grade that I will never forget. It was a cool muggy November day with a ray of sunshine peeking through the clouds. Just like any other day my mother, brother, and I packed into her purple Honda so she could drive us to school. My mother drops off my brother and then me next, saying the typical “Have a good day” and “I love you”. For many people it is a cliché saying that you get used to hearing every day. After this day even at a young age, I realize that it should be just a saying but something that is meaningful. “I love you” is something you tell people that you care about so much
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As a class, we would break into groups to discuss and read the chapters together. About half way through, the school secretary came into the class to tell me I have to go to the office. Right away, as any other little sixth grader, I was scared that I did something wrong or was in trouble. The way the secretary told me I had to leave felt very disturbed. I could sense in the tone of her voice that this was not going to be good news. As I grabbed my stuff, I headed down the hallway thinking about what could be up that I would have to leave. My mother’s old job she was traveling to different salons selling hair products. Instantly I thought maybe she was in an accident. Or is my dad hurt? Did something happen to my brother? As I made my way down the hallway, I had a million different scenarios racing through my mind. What usually is a two-minute walk to the office felt like an …show more content…
As I grow older, I realize how important it is to cherish the time you have with people that you care so much about. When I was younger my parents would go to Roslyn to go out to eat with my grandmother. I did not want to go because I would have rather played with my friends. More times than not I think about the decisions I made like that. I would give anything to have the opportunity to go eat with her. It is hard for me to forgive myself. Now days I use those opportunities to go spend time with family that I hardly get to see and be with, because you never know how much time you have with them. If I have learned anything from this experience is that it’s going to be very difficult, but life does go on eventually. Remember the times you were given to be with them and that is what I am doing to this day. People learn how to deal with issues during hard times, this was one of those learning experiences for myself. I will carry on my grandmother’s tradition of always trying to have a smile on my face no matter how hard my days are. I know that I will see her again. I will be able to see her smile once
As a class, we would break into groups to discuss and read the chapters together. About half way through, the school secretary came into the class to tell me I have to go to the office. Right away, as any other little sixth grader, I was scared that I did something wrong or was in trouble. The way the secretary told me I had to leave felt very disturbed. I could sense in the tone of her voice that this was not going to be good news. As I grabbed my stuff, I headed down the hallway thinking about what could be up that I would have to leave. My mother’s old job she was traveling to different salons selling hair products. Instantly I thought maybe she was in an accident. Or is my dad hurt? Did something happen to my brother? As I made my way down the hallway, I had a million different scenarios racing through my mind. What usually is a two-minute walk to the office felt like an …show more content…
As I grow older, I realize how important it is to cherish the time you have with people that you care so much about. When I was younger my parents would go to Roslyn to go out to eat with my grandmother. I did not want to go because I would have rather played with my friends. More times than not I think about the decisions I made like that. I would give anything to have the opportunity to go eat with her. It is hard for me to forgive myself. Now days I use those opportunities to go spend time with family that I hardly get to see and be with, because you never know how much time you have with them. If I have learned anything from this experience is that it’s going to be very difficult, but life does go on eventually. Remember the times you were given to be with them and that is what I am doing to this day. People learn how to deal with issues during hard times, this was one of those learning experiences for myself. I will carry on my grandmother’s tradition of always trying to have a smile on my face no matter how hard my days are. I know that I will see her again. I will be able to see her smile once