Wednesday, July 13, 2011

"The Seven Ages of Man" Before You Read: From My Rocking Chair

"Hello youngster I'm going to tell you a story of mine." Andrew pats his son's hair and tells him a story of a life time. So it all started in Paradise Valley Hospital, San Diego California. I had a hard time growing up, being stubborn as I am today. Starting kindergarten in Ms.Freeburn's class it was hard for me to spell my name, read words, but then my mom put me through hell. Making me read every sentence in "No, David No!" I didn't know anything, I did what was told. When first grade came along in Ms.Fogel's class she made me read as well. When third grade came along Ms.Monroe pulled my ears, yelled at me to pay attention. Then finally she taught me multiplication and now multiplying is like learning the ABC's for me. Fourth grade was hard because multiplying then turned into division. Reading out loud, but the best part is recess. Now fifth grade was coming soon, my dad made me work and work until I mastered multiplying. Years passed and here I am 15 years, other things has happened but for now erase the past and become successful. Failure is not an option to where I'm heading. "So little one, follow your dreams and live it well."

1 comment:

  1. Dream chasing gets your far in life. Your right, never give up.

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