How Did I Spent My Summer Vacation Essay

At least that’s the case for me. I hated my best friend Victoria for the longest time when we were younger. There was no reason for me to dislike her either. I just did, and she was well aware of it. One day she came up to me at recess and even asked me why I didn’t like her, and my response was, “I just don’t.” This went on for quite a few years, until one year we played volleyball together. She was the first person I talked to at the very first practice that summer, and we clicked. Ever since…

has shaped me, built my personality, and has been a part of my life ever since I can remember. Soccer has effected me all throughout my life and there is no better way for me to tell you about myself other than explaining the role soccer has played in my life. I have been around soccer for as long as I can remember. Soccer to me is more than just a game or sport. Soccer has shaped me and is a major part of the person I am today. I have played since I was four years old and I have never stopped…

I was born in Yuma, Arizona but I was raised in San Luis Rio Colorado, Sonora because of my parents. I was studying there, until my parents took the decision of sending my 3 siblings and me to study in the United States. This is my 5th year in this country and although it has been a little bit challenging, I have faced all kind of barriers such as learning the second language, here I am studying my first year of college. In my family we are 7 members: 2 older brothers, 2 younger sisters, both of…

I never thought about marriage, but she was right. I will turn to 30 soon, but I have no time to meet someone. Two months later, my friend invited me her place for a pot luck party. I had no work on the day, so I went her place. There are three of my coworkers and two men. We had a good time and the one of the men approached me. His name was Alex; he asked me to go Disneyland next weekend. Luckily, I had weekend off next week. It was my first time to receive week end off. I thought it…

Anything my little three sisters and me needed, he was right there to provide for us. Anything that we believe in, he was right there to support us. When we needed help learning how to ride a bike, he was right there teaching us. My father was a great dad and he was the best dad a girl can ask for. On July 29, 2013, he died and I was hurt, sad and shock. My dad was a person who kept his problems to himself. If he was sad, hurt or sick we would have not known. In 2013, my dad came to Texas for…

All I did was swing. Just like they taught me. Elbow up, keep your eyes on the ball. If you extend your arms and let them fly, the ball will do the same. That 's what I did. I never thought this swing would send that ball flying over the fence. Especially at 10 years old. It was weird, swinging the bat and feeling just a slight vibration from the barrel. To look up, seeing a small sphere fade off into the distance. A shooting star. Getting to run around the bases as slow as you want to. Slow…

My life changed the summer before 6th grade. I had just come home from having spent two months in Poland on vacation visiting family and was ready to begin my first year of junior high school. I was excited to see all my friends, since I was not able to talk to them almost all of summer break. I remember walking into the lunchroom on the first day of school, picking up my schedule, and then seeing my two best friends and going to say hi. I was surprised to see they all had cell phones, something…

Imagine a rocket, specifically molded, perfectly symmetrical, prepared to do it’s job exactly how it needs to with no room for error. Seems almost perfect, on the other hand we have the Rockets, my AAA hockey team the summer before sixth grade. It was made up of players from the La Crosse area who played and practiced together every summer for the last few years. We weren’t exactly the most organized team in the sense of having professional attitudes. The ceiling at our practice arena had leaks…

It was fall when my grandfather died. Sitting in the kitchen one afternoon after school, my mother walked over to me with stained cheeks and delivered the bad news. Sitting there shocked as any child who received this type of news would have. See my grandfather had a long history of alcohol addiction and had been in and out of hospitals before so while shocking, his passing was not out of nowhere. One failed liver, and a few days later I sat on my bed thinking, not sad anymore just at odds.…

My story begins in Los Angeles, CA. I was born on a rainy day in January, 1982. I am the second of three children. My oldest sister Veronica and my youngest brother Manuel. I was named after my dad’s mother. My parent at the time were undocumented who migrated from Mexico. My dad is from Michoacan and my mom is from Jalisco. When I was a baby we moved many times, until finally we ended up in South Central, Los Angeles, where we were all raised. Regardless of my parents legal status, they managed…