Now if the horoscope had said that we were meant to be together and we were supposed to be together forever, maybe we would still be together?? Well, probably not, but the point is that since she read that horoscope about us and being the type of person that is into horoscopes and easily influenced, she always had that in the back of her head and everything was different since that day only because she was influenced by this horoscope. But there will always be people who believe and swear by horoscopes. But if they work for you, then I guess there is nothing wrong in believing in the horoscopes.
...as for not listening to my mom, she was the smartest person I ever knew but I didn’t find out till I was too late. I wish I could have had some of her wisdom so that I could have passed onto my children, I love her very, very much. How I wish I could have done more for her and caused her less worry. How I wish I could say to mom, “Look at my beautiful Family, hey mom look, I didn’t turn out so bad.” I think maybe she would have been a little proud of her baby as she so often called me. Where was I??”
When I am at King’s Buffet, I always wonder what the interesting sushi tastes like, but I always eat the sweat and sour chicken instead because I don’t know what the sushi tastes like. I always wonder what would happen if I used the shampoo that Heidi Klum advertises but it might make my hair too oily or too dry. So I continue to use the same brand of shampoo for my hair. How can you pass a test if you don’t study before? How can you play in a symphony if you have never learned to play an instrument? How can we expect a shallow and spoiled princess who was raised with money to choose priceless objects over riches? As you grew up, who did you look up to the most? Who had the most influence on you when you made hard decisions? For most of us, it’s our parents. They’re our idols and our role models. We see them as people who don’t make mistakes. As we get older, we do our best to mimic them and we think about what they would have done in our place. In The Princess and The Tin Box by James Thurber, a princess has to make a decision to marry one of five princess based only on what gift th...
That summer was particularly difficult as I moved to transition from elementary into middle school. Other than my father just dying, my grandparents took the tragedy especially hard and began accusing my mother of murder. This is insane, undeniably, but grief is a very powerful force. During the two months of summer, they broke into our home, stole photos of him and the big red Snap-on cart with all his mechanic’s tools. That summer was the last time I saw his side of the family or my three older half-sisters until I was over 30 years
The class of 2015 had been working all year selling food at lunch and sports events and carrying out fundraisers. The first time I got an inkling that my friends would not be true friends was when we were planning the trip, we were choosing rooms for the trip and I asked my best friend, “Hey, we could room with each other on the trip!” To which she replied “Oh I’m staying with someone else and we can’t have 5 people in a 4 person room.”. When I asked where she thought I could stay she said “Well I don’t know.” I was torn, I had just been betrayed by my best friend, I had been treated like this before, but I just put up with it and somehow I had a feeling it would not be the last. Instead of being in a room with my best friend, I was assigned a room with three girls I did not know well. In the long run being in that room was one of the highlights of the trip for me.
Today and ever since that tragedy I feel like a nobody. Everyone calls us “Okies”. All I have is my kids, and that’s it, they are my only hope. They help me when I need the support. Moving on,unfortunately, we have to live in a migrant camp and it’s not really a fun place to stay in. It looks old and looks like it went through a tornado.It smelt really bad because we couldn’t take showers. No one brush their teeth and there was no good smell. Where was it? It was back home destroyed with everything else. We could not afford a whole lot like some people did.Sometimes I have thoughts and worry if we will even live another day, I worry if we will even have a next meal.
The day my mom told me we were moving was a school day, I’d just left hanging with my friends, of which I had many. So we were stopped at a red light and she said “ You know that job I interviewed for in San Francisco? Well they called today, and I got it!” I don't know how she expected me to react, but I just kind of sat there not saying much. Wasn’t this supposed to be great news, a huge promotion, a way out of her job that she hated. But I just couldn’t be happy for her. Move to California? Thats absurd. But all our family is here, what about all my friends. It was so crazy I couldn't even be sad or angry. I just kind of pretended it wasn’t happening. I just told my friends, and we didn’t talk about it. I would hang out with them like normal, we did all our usual things right up until the last day of school. The last day was the hardest, how was i never going to be here again, there's no way, it just didn't make any sense. You are probably hearing this and thinking what a wimp, who is this upset, it's just a move there are people in the world
That was just that start of it but things began to look up. We found ourselves jobs out in Weed. It was a very nice place. Nice people and nice scenery. One day we went out and he saw a lady wearing a red dress so he touched it and the girl screamed so he couldn’t let go. She ran away and he skirt was torn and she told the people of Weed that he raped her so we had to run away and hide in farms irrigation. We waited till night and left. We were back on the road to find yet another job. We found this place out near Soledad. So we got a coach there but the coach dropped us of 4 miles away from the ranch. We were expected to be there the night before and arrived there the next day in the late afternoon. When we got there and the boss wasn’t too happy about that but got on with it and took our names down. We began work straight after dinner trying to make up for any time we missed.
"Uh I'm pretty sure she was seen at the theater sir. She was uh on her way to work." I couldn't concentrate on my words. My mind was in so many other places. I felt like a mother whose baby just died. His daughter was my best friend for life. I hadn't fully come to terms with the fact that she may be dead. I won't believe it until I see her corpse.