their face; they were talking about towers. A few minutes went by and my mom checked me out…
“Dear Haven I think that those kids can't see how beautiful you really are. You’ll find that perfect someone soon you are only in 9th…
Some people think that the butterfly stroke looks like an easy swimming stroke with both arms coming out of the water at the same while gliding their body over the water, but they are wrong. It's actually one of the most difficult strokes. When my heat of swimmers was called for the event of the 50 yard butterfly, I stood behind the start block getting ready to swim butterfly and to do my best. The announcer then gave us the signal to get up on the starting block. Once everyone was on the block they said, “Take your mark”. As I got ready to get into the start position. I relaxed and slowly gripped the bottom of the block tightly, then positioned my foot one over the edge and the other behind. Then as I got ready to jump off I lunged forward…
I asked her what her favorite things were to do or be in was she said, “being in the Band and football games. I was a twirler or majorette in the band.” As we talked I asked what her favorite subject was she told me keyboarding. She said, “Our School had just gotten five new electric typewriters and we each got a chance to use them.”…
“Of course, everyone kept staring at me, as they always do here. I am the most extreme blonde imaginable. I have sapphire-blue eyes, white eyelashes, and platinum blonde hair that falls to my waist. “…
“I am 7 years old, I’m a girl. I have brown hair and brown eyes and I am in second grade.…
The moment I woke up from my surgery I remember my surgeon say that "everything thing went well, that the gallbladder came out fine with no complications." She must have turned to my mom because she had said that she wanted me to stay overnight to monitor me, crazy thing was is that I was a actually still pretty drugged up, the room was a little fuzzy my mouth had a weird dry nasty taste inside of it that I really can't put my tongue to, they wouldn't even give me water right away As I looked down i wasn't in the baggy tan robe gown any more that they had given me when i had first arrived at devos children's hospital. I looked down at my stomach i had three little cuts along my side covered in little butterfly stitches and…
My obsession began in the sixth grade where i found myself fascinated with doing hair and the products and the foods that could improve your hair and skin and I wanted to learn more. By my freshman year in high school, I already knew what I wanted to focus on: cosmetology. My first cosmetology competition was Skills USA. I was chosen to compete in the 90 degree hair cut event. Once I arrived at the school for the competition, I noticed all types of different academies; academies from construction to culinary. I walked into the cosmetology room where my competition was being held. I began to set up my station, shampooing my manikin’s hair and pulling out my shears and razor blade. As the 40 minute timer started, I reached for my razor blade…
After all the research I did, I have decided maybe not to do this job when I’m older because I personally just don’t feel like it's the right thing for me, even though a lot of people tell me that I’m good at styling hair, I just don’t feel like it's right.…
I am Tiara Maclin. Throughout my high school career I have maintained a GPA of 3.89 and attended two schools, Covington High and Stratford Stem Magnet. College has been apriority of mine since primary school, but I did not discover my passion for psychology until my junior year of high school. Today it is my goal to graduate with a master’s degree in psychology before continuing on to become a licensed psychiatrist; after attaining my psychiatry license I plan to open my own practice for the abused and mentally ill.…
My hair is force to be reckoned with. Its cascading fury flurries around everything, my shoulders, my back, the chair that catches it in its unwavering maw. It’s strong, it lasts through any torture I force upon it. It falls out in clumps and chunks when I tug and pull too much, but mom says that’s normal because my hair is so thick. I have the fullest head of hair in the family, she likes to tease. She’ll affectionately twirl it between her fingers and create little ringlets that fall down and tickle my chin because I didn’t pull it up into a messy ponytail.…
She took a whiff of it and savored its scent, for nothing lasted forever. Soon she would have to set aside the cloth and never experience its calming fragrance ever again. The memories with it, however, she would possess until the day she died.…
Not thinking in the moment I said yes. She says "You ain't special, think you're so smart but you ain't no different than what a house nigger was. Now get in there and go to the principle".…
was given, no justification for why she might do such a thing on the first day of class.…
On that day everything went wrong, I fell on the ground with a "BONG"! I hurt my elbows and knees And misplaced my cupboard keys. I dreamt of a horrible ghost, At breakfast I burnt my toast.…