Guinea Coffey's Informative Speech

7 am wake up; watch “Caillou”; go to school; eat Frosted Flakes with 3 cups of 2% milk; return home; eat a plain baked potato and peanut butter toast; watch Judge Judy or a musical until Andrea returns; eat dinner; take the computer for one hour; shower and get ready for bed; ask Andrea for a good night dream. This is the daily routine of a girl named Allysha Coffey, a 19-year-old girl with autism. Now you may ask who Andrea is? Well, that is her twin sister and my best friend. Since her birth on December 29, 1997, the doctors knew something was different about Allysha, but did not question any other possibilities besides normality since Andrea was such. However, it was not until age four that Allysha started speaking, and later was diagnosed
Almost, if not all, autistic people, have a special talent, Allysha’s is being able to perfectly recall any song she has listened to since before her first words. I met Allysha for the first time, when she hopped in my lap in pure excitement because I knew “Blue Collar Man” by the Styx and Andrea at the first day of cross-country practice freshman year. From the beginning, I knew she was incredibly intelligent, driven, and compassionate. Furthermore, in this half of the narrative, my primary focus is my dear friend, Andrea. Still, I had no idea what all this girl entailed nor how much those two would change my
That day destroyed me: she had left to live with her father in Kentucky without saying goodbye. The few visits a year with her were tiresome, full of arguing, snarky comments, and masks to get through family functions.We constantly argued over what needs to be done, where our priorities were, what the other should wear, who the they should date, and the list goes on. This has been our relationship for over ten years. Up until recently, with the birth of my nephew, Isaiah, have things been hell between us. She moved back home after 13 years, which caused countless quarrels in the Vradenburg household. However, with Isaiah’s life, came some resolution. The whole family saw how much needs to be provided for the child and the poor, young, single mother. Ever since, Jessie and I have putting our differences aside to give her son a healthy and happy life. Though we continue to argue constantly, we leave each other alone, in order to focus on the innocent