My Values To Build-A-Bear

Everyone assumes that when walking into someone’s home or room they can figure out what kind of person they are, what their likes and dislikes may be or even their values. Like John McPhee stated in The Pines when he first saw Bill, “I had no idea whether he was shy or hostile.”(103). Just as you cannot judge someone by glancing at them you can’t figure out how one person is just by the items in their room. And for the most part this is true you cannot figure out what my values are as you walk in but if you take a closer look you’ll see that my room, along with my teddy bear, a portrait of my mom and a concert poster have a lot of meaning behind them.
Even though my room is relatively small and easy to keep clean, it doesn’t stay that way.
That seems like a rather older age to get a teddy bear right? Well my brother and father both pitched in to buy me this rather fluffy, soft, little bear when I was in the 7th grade, I do not remember the occasion but I remember being excited to go in to the store to pick out my own bear, getting to stuff it, choosing out the outfit, and getting to choose the gender and name for it. I chose a black bear, and she looks like a black bear, all black besides the snout that is a beige color. I chose to get her a black tank top that has strips across it in silver rhinestones and a skirt that has a zebra print and one strip of rhinestones on the bottom of it, and some little black heels that bring the whole outfit together. The last thing I got to do was name her, and her name is Jade. To this day I still have her in bed, every night I make sure she’s with me because I can’t sleep when I don’t have her. Iay sound silly since I am considered an “adult” but she means a lot to me considering both my brother and father chose to get her for me. Just as she has a lot of meaning to me, I have this portrait of my mother hanging in my room that is just as
My Phora poster, that is located slightly above my mirror at an angle so I get to see it every day when I get ready. I got it when I attended his concert out in Bakersfield. It was the first concert I had ever attended which is why it means so much to me. Every time I look up and look at my poster it reminds me of that night full of nothing but joy and amazing memories shared with my older brother and one of my close friends. Phora is not a very well-known, he is more of what you would call an “underground rapper” so his concerts are usually very small and not in a place where you would expect them to be. The one I attended was in a pizza pub, and I can remember the strongly smell of parmesan cheese while I was waiting in the pizza pub to go down stairs where the stage is located. Even though that made me feel like someone had taken off their shoes. I still was eager to run downstairs and just about go deaf while listening my favorite rapper