How Did I Spent My Summer Vacation Essay

Knowledge class, I learned about memory as a way of knowing. Memories are vital in knowledge of the recent past. In my experience with my great grandmother’s term with Alzheimer’s, I have held on to many memories that she can no longer share. Even so, these memories will never be forgotten because I will keep them alive. This is because memories need to be passed on to further generations. Going to my great grandmother’s house in Gadsden used to be such an exciting experience for me. I would…

1. She did not worry about the campus food when she was touring schools, and focused more on the nursing programs and scholarship opportunities available. Now that she has had to eat the campus food for the past few years, she has had to change her lifestyle to stay fit and healthy. She has had to increase her workout activities to burn calories, eat more food off campus, and work more to pay for these added expenses. She enjoys eating with her friends, which was one benefit to the cafeteria.…

into your happiness. A couple years ago I attended a presentation at my middle school, the speaker was a young lady who was raised with everything handed to her she never had to work for anything in her life. She started off by talking to us about her childhood and how her parents were never home and it was always her, her little brother, and the nanny. The young ladies parents were never home they traveled for work a lot so they spent most of their time in motels across the…

It was the summer before I started high school, I was mad at my mom and dad for booking the plane ticket before school ended. I was going to miss the last three days of school; I personally wasn’t excited since I would miss my eighth grade graduation. I couldn’t do anything about it since I didn’t have a choice. On May twentieth I boarded the plane to go to India with my family usually I would be excited to board the plane this time I wasn’t based on the fact that it would…

Gautreau, that’s my name. Some people say your name is who you are but I believe it’s the tip of the iceberg. A name is only an identification tag given to you because your mom thought it was cute when she heard it at a high school baseball game. What is it that defines who you are as an individual? I believe there are many things that made me the person I am today but it ultimately comes down to my family and most influentially my father. If you look at me now you wont see the foundation I was…

The receptionist at the desk of the hospital could not print my badge fast enough, I was eager to see my sister and her baby. I do not think you are supposed to run in the hospital, so I walked down the hall as quickly as possible. My heart was racing, and my hands were shaking. I was filled with so much emotion I could not control my body. When I reached the room I slowly opened the door making sure it was okay to enter. My sister, Kelly, looked up at me with an amazing smile as she lay in the…

moment I stepped out of the subway of 42nd Street in Manhattan, I was overwhelmed with a sense of wonder. The kind that let you know everything that there is to see on Broadway, at the same time, reminding you that you have neither the time nor the resources for such adventure. I stood still for a moment, admiring the extraordinary, bright neon signs. I took a deep breath and pulled out my phone in search of the famous Madame Tussauds Wax Museum in New York. As the location appeared on my phone,…

and some are taught a lesson but have never actually learned it. Luckily, I had a major reality check in February of last year causing me to realize that the importance of high school is figuring out the type of person you want to be. Every girl knows the story or the movie of the popular girl in school that every guy is in love with or every girl wants to be. In elementary school, it seemed that’s all, the little girls I grew up with, based their lives off of. Not me. Although the idea of…

that my family moves excessively, as we have already moved ten times by the time I was fifteen years old. Each time that I moved, I abandoned my friends, teachers, and community. While I did not have a problem moving into a different house, I always had an issue with new schools. I found myself uneasy when I walked into a classroom as a new student. Classes are supposed to be a welcoming institution of learning. Instead, a frigid room with twenty-five unfamiliar staring faces greeted me. My…

the narrator illness is getting worse every day. In her room at the very top of the house she says, "I 'm getting really fond of the room in spite of the wallpaper. Perhaps because of the wallpaper. It dwells in my mind so! I lie here on this great immovable bed--- it is nailed down, I believe--- and follow that pattern about be the hour"(659). The narrator says this because of her illness and how she is starting to get delusional. In the critical essay called, "Managing Madness in Gilman 's…