This encouraged Billy to want a hound even more. His dad told him one day that his grandpa wanted to see him soon. Once he got to his grandfather, his grandfather told him that he had seen an ad in the newspaper for some hound dog pups. So he went and got an old tin can and started putting money in it that he made from working in the fields. Over the next year he had saved up enough money to buy his hound dog.
We were able to raise over 200 cans in order to help families have a Thanksgiving Day meal at Bethany Haven. I was inspired with the other member, decided to visit the shelter later on in the year to help with landscaping and other needs. In conclusion, I believe I deserve this scholarship because I have the willingness to succeed and make a contribution to the world. I hope to one day become the teacher I want to be and to help educate the next generation. I throughout my high school years have shown great academics, leadership, and community service.
My grandparents’ farm house in the little town of Beechwood, Wisconsin was a very special place to me. I spent most of my childhood at that house and created many memories there as well. Every Sunday, my family and I would go to 9:30 church service, then after hurry to my grandparents’ house for the lunch awaiting us; salty mashed potatoes, corn and a different meat every time. Every week I would look forward to lunch after church at the farm house. As soon as lunch was completed my brothers and I scrambled out of the patio door to enjoy the rest of the day which included many things; riding on the Kawasaki Mule, playing with the dogs, playing pool upstairs, or just exploring
Uncle Keith who is my moms brother loves to cook, so he preps our Easter meal. Once my sister and I eat around one we say our goodbyes and head to my dads. Growing up overtime, I started to not get a long with my dad and he just always put me in a horrible mood. During the three year that were like this and the ones to come, I would walk into the house and sit on a couch or chair and watch television. Sometimes my sister and I would eat it all depended on how much we ate at my uncles.
Fern named the pig Wilbur. With Wilbur now saved from being slaughtered, Fern raised the pig as her own. She fed the pig, cleaned the pig, and took after every need the pig needed. As time flew by, Wilbur was getting bigger and eventually too big to be living with Fern. John Arable, Ferns father says that the pig can live with her uncle; Homer Zuckerman.
Ms. Erma said, “she and all her sibling would chop up to 5 acre of cotton per day in the field while their mother would be in the house cooking, cleaning and other things that needed to be done. Her father didn’t believe his wife should work let because he felt a man should do the outside work”. Doing the school year all the children would have choices to do after school and afterward work the field but doing the summer we would have to chop cotton the whole day. Most summer I (Erma) would go to St. Louis or Chicago to visited family for the summer: none of the other sibling would get a chance to go on a summer vacation. Ms. Erma said she never had a job beside chopping
Personal Story Even at a young age, I had a love for teaching and always knew that would be my profession. Making school desks out of sticks and mud while giving my Baby Alive her assignments is a fond and cherished memory I have dating back to my early childhood. At 4 years old, I pushed my mom to allow me to start school a year early because my brother was starting first grade, and I didn’t want to be left out. After being with the same twenty students for eight years, I entered middle school along with nearly 400 other students. Middle school became a turning point in my life, and I knew I had to depend on myself if I wanted to achieve my goals.
It was hard work but my dad loved plants and learned a few things working there. The conditions were terrible but he managed to get a visa and went home to visit his mom and worked the land there in order to feed his siblings. He always had a background in planting and agriculture. When he got a house in Boston he went straight to planting and taking care of his back yard. It was his escape and allowed him to plant his hot peppers in the tiny backyard that we had.
The animals they had at the time were horses and cows. Dad also had to check the fence that the animals were held in by so that they didn’t get out and start running around. During the summer months, instead of running around and having fun with his friends, he was out bailing or cutting hay and stacking it in the shed for the winter months. During school my dad had some good friends but one of his best friends was a guy named Damian Williams. They became good friends in elementary school.
Sometime, when I come back to the city, I miss the nature so bad and I had to beg my sister to accompany me to the park just for my writing ispiration. When I got to the park, just the smell of the trees make me feel like I am in one of my father’s farm. By practicing my writing, I started to get better and better in school. My teachers could see the dramatical change in my writing skill. I always have something to write, because, I have a big family a... ... middle of paper ... ...arm is over.