I was born in Philippines and was three years old. I was an average three year old kid, annoying, dumb and funny. Sometimes I would be happy and cheerful and other times I would be irritating and sad. I lived in a small house, with my mom, dad and brother. One time a snake got in my house, so my dad immediately killed it. Those fun and exciting moments were going to end soon. It was a few days before the month of May. I woke up in the airport, with my brother and mother. They were waving at my dad, that was going into a white flying object. My dad waved back and went into the object. After a few minutes the object flew into the cloudless, sunny sky. What was happening, I wondered. A few minutes after, we went home. And he never came back. Nothing was the same after my dad left. It was boring without him. Six months after my dad left, my mom suddenly took me and my brother to the airport. Most of my family and friends were at the airport, waving and saying goodbye to me, my mom and brother. I was just three years old. I didn’t know what to do, and what was happening. My mom then announced that we were moving to Canada. “What is Canada?” I wondered. What is this word called “moving”. …show more content…
My mom said it was a plane, and that it would take us into the sky. It was also my first time in a plane, an object that goes a 1000 ft up into the air. Me, my mom and brother entered the plane, me and my brother were bewildered to how this mysterious plane worked. The amazing object that goes high up in the sky. 12 hours past, we are now in Canada. It was February and almost my birthday, we left the plane and looked for my father, he moved to Canada to find a job, so we have at least someone to rely on. The airport was huge, and many people were in it. There were people that were looking for their families, trying to scare them. And other people just hugging their other family members and
The feminist theory, the idea of gender inequality, still exist in our society. Gender, just like race, structures the world, yet women are treated unequally in most aspects. Women are seen as a minority group compared to men. They are expected to be sensitive, weak, supportive, and passive. In the other hand, men are seen as dominant figures that obtain roles that are highly valued. They are though as strong, independent, and competitive human beings. In addition, gender is biological. Each gender one is born with, either man or woman, later on leads one to adopt a gender identity early in life which creates a development of gender-role performances in society’s view. Therefore, in society, each one of us are created to find our own self-discovery.
Maybe it’s the fact that I tend to stay in my room all weekend, which leads to people thinking I’m studying when in reality I am probably binge watching a TV show or maybe it’s my glasses, but most people who don’t know me too well assume that I am smart. Now that is a great thing for me because I don’t have to try as hard to impress them, but I end up finding myself in a bit of a problem. The problem is that everyone thinks I enjoy admiring school textbooks. But the truth is I’m usually admiring my Justin Bieber poster on my bedroom wall. Ever since I was in sixth grade I’ve been a huge fan of Bieber. His music always brought a feeling of calmness and back in the day his “never say never” motto, was what I lived by. I might still be living by that motto because I’ve decided to write this essay
The trip to Canada was about two days long by car. On the way there we stayed in a hotel overnight. When we got to the hotel we took our luggage to our rooms. We went down stairs and we found the swimming pool, we went swimming and then we went to bed. The next morning we got up and packed and we were bock on the road. It was kind of fun because we had to cross the border into Canada. We had to show them our passports and our birth certificates to get across. On the way to go to our cabin we saw a bear cross the road in front of us. Then when we got to the cabin we
In December 2002, my dad’s boss called telling him, he was to be deployed in January 2003. Being 5 years of age I didn't quite understand what he would endure, all I knew is my daddy was leaving us for 7 months. The morning of my dad's departure came quickly. I'll never forget the goodbye that changed my outlook on family and love. At 5 am my father walked into my room. Scared and nervous, he was crying… I had never
However, my father did leave my mother and me when I was a toddler before I could actually remember him. He would call to talk to me a lot throughout the years to let me know that he loved me and he would also visit me sometimes. However, after he left, my mother found another man and gave birth to my three little sisters. I then became a big sister with responsibilities for more than just myself. Having little sisters taught me how to share and play nicely. That experience prepped me for my school years where I would have to get along with a new set of people.
I was sitting at my small desk in my room when I saw my dad had come home from who knows what, wearing a sad face. He came up to my room with a big red rose. Right then I knew what was going on. I never spent a lot of time with family members who I was not close with. I acknowledged their presence, but I never talked a lot to or about them.
the plane was lying here, on the beach, with us. It was a very strange
It was the beginning of the week. I knew that in a few days that I will be getting on a plane to America. I was at the age of 7, I didn’t know much. I didn’t even know there were other countries out there. I only knew about Kenya and Kenya only.
this black hole. Many large white looking things took my family away, but I escaped
4:30 a.m. My aunts and uncles started to arrive at my house. The phone rang and it was my uncle calling to tell us that he wasn’t going to be able to go and to not wait on him. So we started to load up the trucks with food and supplies. It was now 5:00 a.m.
It was the morning of September 11, 2001 in New Jersey. I got up brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, and throw on some clothes. As I walk out the door I grab my bags, kiss my sleeping husband and my kids, and out the door I go. I walk outside smelling the nice fresh air and tell myself “today is going to be a day to remember.” I jump in the car and off I go to the airport happier then ever.
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside with my oldest sister Rachel and my father. Rachel was diligently reading curled up on a bench that sat against the house, and my father was mowing the backyard. My mother and my other sister were in the house. Off to one side of the house there was a group of large bushes. I was playing over there with one of her large cooking pots, off in my own little world. At one point while amusing and en...
With music blasting, voices singing and talking, it was another typical ride to school with my sister. Because of our belated departure, I went fast, too fast. We started down the first road to our destination. This road is about three miles long and filled with little hills. As we broke the top of one of the small, blind hills in the middle of the right lane was a dead deer. Without any thought, purely by instinct I pulled the wheel of the car to the left and back over to the right. No big deal but I was going fast. The car swerved back to the left, to the right, to the left. Each time I could feel the car scratching the earth with its side. My body jolted with the sporadic movements of the car. The car swerved to the right for the last time. With my eyes sealed tight, I could feel my body float off the seat of the car.
The instructors brought us to the airplane which was a KingAir plane. That airplane didn't have and independent seats like the civil aircrafts. We all had to sat very close to each other one by one. After fastening me tightly with him, Daniel give a pair of goggles. "you have to put it firmly on your face, otherwise it will be blow away by the super high speed caused by freefall.", He said. While the plane started to climb, I could feel that my heart was beating out. Daniel asked me some questions, and let me smile to the GoPro on his arm. That was for the video which they record the whole process. The only words I could say at that time were "yes, no". I was focusing on the people who jumped before me. They looked like they had been disappeared from this world. Finally, it was my turn to jump. Daniel pushed me to the opened door. The only thing I could see at that moment was the clouds looked like a big cozy bed. When I opened my eyes again, I had been out of the cabin door. After a few seconds of weightlessness, I had finally experienced the feeling of fly. I felt the unprecedented freedom, it seems that the entire sky belongs to me. The only thing in my view was the white, the blue, and the GoPro. Daniel released the parachute after we came under the clouds. A huge colorful parachute opened. I was able to see the green land and cars. Everything was so beautiful. He made us spin around in the air like playing in
When the end of my 5th grade year had hit; A land mark of the most traumatizing event of my life was about to take place. My mom had left my father and took us along with her. Over the summer and a few addit...