" Kids, we need to talk " She said while me and my brother looked very curious.
" Are we in trouble again?" My brother asked.
Mom shook her head, we were relieved and waited for her to speak again.
"Mommy and daddy aren't going to be as close as we were before, we're going to get a divorce " she said while reaching for the tissues because her eyes were watering. With me being at the age of 7 and my brother being the age of 9 we truly did not know what was going on and were confused. Throughout the days, months and years things changed. The decision they made not only changed their life forever, but ours as well.
I now lived in two different houses with two different beds, different clothes and different rules.We no longer opened presents together on Christmas mornings, watched fireworks together on New Year's Eve and sat on a dinner table as a family to talk about how all our days went. The people I loved most were never in the same room together and the only time they talked was when they were arguing.
Rather then seeing my mom and dad everyday it went from seeing my dad on weekends and seeing my mom on the weekdays. I could tell my dad had a really hard time getting used to being independent. His laundry basket were always filled until they started to smell and the only time our new house looked decent was when he hired a maid to clean up after ourselves.This taught me how to wash my own clothes, cook dinner and clean my own room because I no longer wanted to count on my dad to do things for me, I wanted to do things for myself for once.He worked extra hours and only came home to tuck me and my brother into bed. On the other hand, my mom continued to cook dinner for us every night, washed all our clothes , cleaned up after everyone and tried to make everything seem like how they were before. She was always sad and faked smiles infront of me and my brother to pretend like everything was okay, but we knew nothing was and will never be the way they were before.
I blamed the separation of my parents on myself by thinking that if I got all A's , were a better person and asked for less, they might still be together. No matter how much my parents gave me the basic talk of how the divorce has nothing to do with me and my brother and how weve been and are amazing kids, I still didn't believe them.
A few years down the road, when I was 12 and my brother was 14 became more of an emotional phase for me. My father met my soon-to-be stepmom, Sheree. I didn't like it at all! I automatically hated her and thought it was weird to see my dad with another women besides my mom and basically having another mother. She was born from Maui so my dad booked a trip for me and my brother to meet her family. They were very welcoming and even though they knew that we weren't related they instantly made me and my brother feel like we were apart of the family. I was surprised because they weren't what I predicted them to be.They taught me new traditions that I never knew before and I got to sit with new family at the dinner table. My mom also remarried and and became just as happy as my dad were . Things eventually started to settle down and it felt great seeing my parents happy again.
This taught me how to become an independent person. When my mom and dad were still together they used to baby me and my brother by not giving us chores and letting them do all the work around the house. It was hard for my dad to come home after a long day of work to cook dinner for us and clean up around the house, So this lead me to do things on my own.You don't always have to depend on someone else in order to survive. I learned how life does not always go as planned by seeing my parents begin to not see eachother in the same way they did when they first met.I was very judgmental and saw everything in a negative way, When my dad told me about my stepmom I automatically felt that I hated her before I even met her. I was able to forgive my parents because I had a better understanding about what they were going through. I somewhat still feel in my heart that it was my fault, but I eventually learned as time moved on that I wasn't to blame. Life was becoming easier as I grew up and I learned not to judge the twists and turns that happened in my life. Being raised by divorced parents had made me a stronger person than I thought I was.
Monday, August 25, 2014
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
blog revision
I changed my blog by making it look a little more mature and organized for a fresh start of sophomore year. This time I uploaded a header, my header involved cheerleading which is something I love doing the most and pushes me to work my best by maintaining my grades In order to cheer and always giving my 100% to everything I do. The quote on my header was " Dreams don't work unless you do ", I feel like this quote is perfect for any situation such as school, cheerleading, etc. In order to reach you're dreams you have to work for it and not sit on you're butt expecting things to be handed to you. Rather then last year when my blog archive was really messy and confusing I organized it by months, this makes it more easy to find essays or assignments I did in the past.
Monday, August 18, 2014
coming of age rough draft
" Kids, we need to talk " She said while me and my brother looked very curious.
" Are we in trouble again?" My brother asked.
Mom shooked her head, we were relieved and waited for her to speak again.
"Mommy and daddy aren't going to be as close as we were before, we're going to get a divorce " she said while reaching for the tissues because her eyes were watering. With me being at the age of 7 and my brother being the age of 9 we truly did not know what was going on and were confused. Throughout the days, months and years things changed. The decision they made not only changed their life forever, but ours as well.
I now lived in two different houses with two different beds, different clothes and different rules. We no longer opened presents together on Christmas mornings, watched fireworks together on New Year's Eve and sat on a dinner table as a family to talk about how all our days went. The people I loved most were never in the same room together and the only time they talked was when they were arguing.
Rather then seeing my mom and dad everyday it went from seeing my dad on weekends and seeing my mom on the weekdays. I could tell my dad had a really hard time getting used to being independent. His laundry basket were always filled until they started to smell and the only time our new house looked decent was when he hired a maid to clean up after ourselves. He worked extra hours and only came home to tuck me and my brother into bed. On the other hand, my mom continued to cook dinner for us every night, washed all our clothes , cleaned up after everyone and tried to make everything seem like how they were before. She was always sad and faked smiles infront of me and my brother to pretend like everything was okay, but we knew nothing was and will never be the way they were before.
I blamed the separation of my parents on myself by thinking that if I got all A's , were a better person and asked for less, they might still be together. No matter how much my parents gave me the basic talk of how the divorce has nothing to do with me and my brother and how weve been and are amazing kids, I still didn't believe them.
A few years down the road, when I was 12 and my brother was 14 became more of an emotional phase for me. My father met my soon-to-be stepmom, Sheree. It seemed weird for me at first and I didn't like it , seeing my dad with another women besides my mom and basically having another mother. She was originally born from Maui so my dad booked a trip for me and my brother to meet her family. They were very welcoming and even though they knew that we weren't related they instantly made me and my brother feel like we were apart of the family. They taught me new traditions that I never knew before and I got to sit with new family at the dinner table. My mom also remarried and and became just as happy as my dad were . Things eventually started to settle down and it felt great seeing my parents happy again.
This taught me how to become an independent person, you don't always have to depend on someone else in order to survive. I learned how life does not always go as planned by seeing my parents begin to not see eachother in the same way they did when they first met. I was able to forgive my parents because I had a better understanding about what they were going through. I somewhat still feel in my heart that it was my fault, but I eventually learned as time moved on that I wasn't to blame. Life was becoming easier as I grew up and I learned not to judge the twists and turns that happened in my life. Being raised by divorced parents had made me a stronger person than I thought I was.
" Are we in trouble again?" My brother asked.
Mom shooked her head, we were relieved and waited for her to speak again.
"Mommy and daddy aren't going to be as close as we were before, we're going to get a divorce " she said while reaching for the tissues because her eyes were watering. With me being at the age of 7 and my brother being the age of 9 we truly did not know what was going on and were confused. Throughout the days, months and years things changed. The decision they made not only changed their life forever, but ours as well.
I now lived in two different houses with two different beds, different clothes and different rules. We no longer opened presents together on Christmas mornings, watched fireworks together on New Year's Eve and sat on a dinner table as a family to talk about how all our days went. The people I loved most were never in the same room together and the only time they talked was when they were arguing.
Rather then seeing my mom and dad everyday it went from seeing my dad on weekends and seeing my mom on the weekdays. I could tell my dad had a really hard time getting used to being independent. His laundry basket were always filled until they started to smell and the only time our new house looked decent was when he hired a maid to clean up after ourselves. He worked extra hours and only came home to tuck me and my brother into bed. On the other hand, my mom continued to cook dinner for us every night, washed all our clothes , cleaned up after everyone and tried to make everything seem like how they were before. She was always sad and faked smiles infront of me and my brother to pretend like everything was okay, but we knew nothing was and will never be the way they were before.
I blamed the separation of my parents on myself by thinking that if I got all A's , were a better person and asked for less, they might still be together. No matter how much my parents gave me the basic talk of how the divorce has nothing to do with me and my brother and how weve been and are amazing kids, I still didn't believe them.
A few years down the road, when I was 12 and my brother was 14 became more of an emotional phase for me. My father met my soon-to-be stepmom, Sheree. It seemed weird for me at first and I didn't like it , seeing my dad with another women besides my mom and basically having another mother. She was originally born from Maui so my dad booked a trip for me and my brother to meet her family. They were very welcoming and even though they knew that we weren't related they instantly made me and my brother feel like we were apart of the family. They taught me new traditions that I never knew before and I got to sit with new family at the dinner table. My mom also remarried and and became just as happy as my dad were . Things eventually started to settle down and it felt great seeing my parents happy again.
This taught me how to become an independent person, you don't always have to depend on someone else in order to survive. I learned how life does not always go as planned by seeing my parents begin to not see eachother in the same way they did when they first met. I was able to forgive my parents because I had a better understanding about what they were going through. I somewhat still feel in my heart that it was my fault, but I eventually learned as time moved on that I wasn't to blame. Life was becoming easier as I grew up and I learned not to judge the twists and turns that happened in my life. Being raised by divorced parents had made me a stronger person than I thought I was.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Mini essay- position statement
Throughout the years many incidents have been happening when viewing
Hawaii's natural attractions. Guests have been killed or seriously injured due to not being aware of the dangers of visiting new places in Hawaii. The controversy occurred over who's responsibility it is to keep our guests safe, The visitors responsibility to watch over themselves or the landowners responsibility to make sure they are aware of the dangers they face. The state cannot be held responsible for any lack of common sense the guests have and it's impossible for the state to know every hazardous point of every attraction. It is the tourist's responsibility to be cautious of their surroundings.
Visitors should have more common sense when visiting Hawaii's attractions. It is not the landowners job to babysit the visitors, they should be responsible for themselves. David Potts,44 of San anselmo was dancing around the blowhole when a large wave struck him from behind and knocked him into the hole. Even though there was a hand painted sign in the parking lot that read " Blowhole: park and walk at your own risk" this sign was ignored.
In conclusion, Visitors should be in charge of their own safety and life. Everywhere in the world is dangerous and landowners can't protect you from every dangerous attraction, it's their job to be pre cautious about their surroundings.You can't blame the landowners for the guests responsibilities.
Hawaii's natural attractions. Guests have been killed or seriously injured due to not being aware of the dangers of visiting new places in Hawaii. The controversy occurred over who's responsibility it is to keep our guests safe, The visitors responsibility to watch over themselves or the landowners responsibility to make sure they are aware of the dangers they face. The state cannot be held responsible for any lack of common sense the guests have and it's impossible for the state to know every hazardous point of every attraction. It is the tourist's responsibility to be cautious of their surroundings.
Visitors should have more common sense when visiting Hawaii's attractions. It is not the landowners job to babysit the visitors, they should be responsible for themselves. David Potts,44 of San anselmo was dancing around the blowhole when a large wave struck him from behind and knocked him into the hole. Even though there was a hand painted sign in the parking lot that read " Blowhole: park and walk at your own risk" this sign was ignored.
In conclusion, Visitors should be in charge of their own safety and life. Everywhere in the world is dangerous and landowners can't protect you from every dangerous attraction, it's their job to be pre cautious about their surroundings.You can't blame the landowners for the guests responsibilities.
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Group position statements
1.) Visitors should be responsible for there safety and have common sense to know their limits. They should know more information about places before they are visiting and be cautious of their surroundings.
2.) It is the locations responsibility of visitors safety because it's there responsibility of signs, warnings, low maintenance and weather problems.
3.) The government is responsible for visitors safety because they should take care of the land and warn guests by putting up restrictions such as gates and signs.
2.) It is the locations responsibility of visitors safety because it's there responsibility of signs, warnings, low maintenance and weather problems.
3.) The government is responsible for visitors safety because they should take care of the land and warn guests by putting up restrictions such as gates and signs.
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