Lesson Learned

What do you think a father is? Can a mother also be father or vise versa? How does this affect you as a person? Learning about life lessons happen everyday. When you think about a father and a daughter, you see daddy’s little girl running to him for comfort or support. That doesn’t happen for everyone or at least not for me. Learning that a father is not just a male figure has been painful and pleasurable because my mom is both my father and mother.

A father is someone you can run to for support or someone you can sweet talk. A father is someone who can help you with your homework and make everything feel better. A father is supposed to be the man of the house. A father is overprotective when you bring a boy over for the first time. A father is always there for his family no matter what. A father isn’t just a male. My father was never there for my brother and me.

A mother can be a father too. My mom is my father and mother. Unfortunately, my father was never any of the things described earlier. My mom was the only thing my twin brother and I had. Seeing my father for the first time, when I was 16 was the most painful lessons learned. Not only did he not acknowledge my mom and I but didn’t just walked by as if he didn’t know who we were. Sometimes one parent is a lot better than two. If I could go back in time and change time so my mom and dad would still be together I wouldn’t. Things are perfect the way they are and my mother will be a more of a father to me than he ever would’ve been.

Growing up without a father is harder than it seems. You’re a little girl and the only one you can run to is mommy who is your daddy too. Attending school probably was the hardest thing to do because everyone asks you “who are your parents?” I always had to say “I only have my mom.” As I grow and keep learning about these lessons in life I remember that not everyone is as fortunate as I am to at least have one parent.

Biography!!!

My name is Veronica Avila and i am a dancer. I've been dancing for many years. Dancing has always been a passion for me. The schools i've attended never had just a dance team so i was forced to join cheerleading because i am really good at it. Being the captain in high school was very fun. I choreographed all the routines!

My mom is my personal cheerleader in my life. She encouraged me to dance and cheer. Not being taught how to dance or going to school to be a dancer is hard to put on paper. When you apply for an audition, then show up for the audition the first question is "where did you learn?" That is my least favorite thing about being a dancer. Being able to dance encourages me to help others with my skill.

The most favorite thing of mine is volunteering. I would love to teach others how to dance. So many people want to learn and just the satisfaction of knowing that i can do that is the greatest feeling in the world.

I Hate it when.....

I hate it when people “beat around the bush!” When someone beats around the bush they’re trying to tell you but they just keep going around it. They just want to keep going in circles repeating themselves over and over till you just don’t want to hear it anymore. Either they really want to tell you something good or bad but, if it’s bad they take forever to tell you one small problem. Now, if it’s good then they’re just taking forever to tell you because they don’t want to miss any important detail. For example: a guy that you really like. Your friend hears him talking about you to his friend. Usually she or he will start oh my God so you remember when…. and so on and so fourth.

Personally I think its funny when one of my friends wants to tell me something good that happened and they can’t seem to get it out. On the other hand there’s always the bad situation, you’re ready to cry or ready to fight someone because you don’t really know how to react. As you facial expression begins to change as your friend starts to get closer to final news he or she starts going back out and begins to “beat around the bush” because they’re mostly scared of how you’ll react.

Theirs always that one friend that has all this free time but yet when your free and want to hang out with them they seem to “beat around the bush” for any excuse to get them out of hanging out with you. The most famous one to me is “my mom won’t let me go” but they’re grown and claim that they’re parents don’t control them because they’re adults. In the long run though friends come and go but the real friends stay forever, so the friends that “beat around the bush” for a bad reason aren’t worth keeping because they won’t be there for you like the ones that don’t.

Holidays!!!

What do the holidays mean to you? Why is it so important to most people? What are two things that disappointed you during the holidays? Normally when you think of the holidays you think spending time with your family, a vacation from school or work, and a reason to eat or get presents when it’s not your birthday. Not my family! Two things that disappointed me during the holidays was that I didn’t get to spend enough time with my family, and that the holidays really don’t mean the same things they did when I was younger.

Spending time with my family has always been of importance to me. I think the holidays are just extra hours to spend time and enjoy it. My family isn’t too big on the meaning of the holidays let alone the meaning of anything. Maybe a two or three hours is enough time to spend with them because that’s usually all the time we spend. It’s usually not enough for me, my family doesn’t like to go out like I do or sit and chat they just like to sit down watch a movie and when it’s done that means it’s time for you to leave. But during my 18 years of living, spending a lot of time with my family has yet to happen. The only “quality time” we spend together is when it’s someone’s birthday or it’s a really big holiday like Christmas or Thanksgiving. It makes me angry when that’s the only convenient time for them. I’ve lived in this “new” house for about 5 years but to them it’s still very “new” because the rest of my family has only been there twice. Every holiday or birthday we must go over to my family’s because it’s impossible for them to come to my house so they say.

Being apart of my family is a great thing, being apart of any family is even better but there are just some things I don’t agree with. My immediate family is so different from my grandmother, my aunts, and cousins. They love to just stay home and not do anything. They love to be in a cluttered space. They love being bored in front of the television, but my mom, my twin brother, my stepfather and I love the outdoors. We love to take trips and explore. Sometimes we just like to spend it with each other and sometimes we would really love to be alone, but for the most part we want to be together. My grandmother, my aunts, and my cousins just like to stay home and I guess it’s just something I need to adjust too for the rest of my life because it doesn’t look like they’ll be changing anytime soon if I’m already 18 years old.

Personally I love the holidays. Even though I don’t get to spend the time I want with my family I try to make the most of it. My family is weird in its own way but I love them for who they are even though they make me angry. I try to explain to them that opening gifts isn’t just all of Christmas or eating turkey isn’t all of Thanksgiving.

~*Thanksgiving Day*~

What is thanksgiving? How thankful are you? Why are you thankful? Thanksgiving is about being thankful for what you have or what you don’t have. It’s a day you spend with your family, friends, or anyone important in your life. When you think about thanksgiving you think about food especially that big turkey! But that’s not all of it, there’s more to it if something tragic actually happens that day that’s makes you appreciate the big things that aren’t always on your mind.
Thanksgiving is an act of giving thanks, being grateful especially towards God. In most families all the women of the house prepare the meal, while the men provide the food. On Thanksgiving Day, a turkey is cooked with so many side dishes. When a family is ready to eat, you usually say grace or things that you are grateful for. This year I was a lot more thankful than I have ever been in my life.
I’m more thankful this time around only because a very tragic incident happened to my best friend and I. My best friend was driving and we were rear ended on the freeway. The car was totaled from behind and on top of that we were spinning into the opposite side of traffic. We couldn’t stop and the only thing to do was pray and hope we weren’t going to be killed by on coming traffic. Thankfully a bus driver was pulled over on the off ramp and stopped traffic, the car started up again and we were off the freeway. This has never happened to me before, but it is why I am so thankful for my life now more than ever.
Thankful because I’m here today, thankful because I was able to have dinner with my family, thankful that I’m not dead or severely injured. I’m still young but I’m still learning how not to take things for granted because they can be gone at the snap of a finger. Never say Never, Always say Always because the unexpected with always be the most expected.

My Life Lessons

Was there a techer that taught you "life lessons"? What lessons did they teach you? How is it affecting your life now? Judith O. Cofer wrote about a techer that not only taught her in the classroom but also taught her outside of the school environment. From expanding her vocabulary to opening her mind to new and exciting thing this world has to offer. Teachers teach many different things in the classroom but sometimes there's that one teacher that you can go to and they teach everything you need to know about things in real life.
There were many techers that taught "life lessons" but there was always one that stood out. Her name was Ms. Farias, she taught religion, was the Cheerleading coach, and the schools activity director. She is a very bright woman, although no college degree still full of "life lessons" to teach. Ms. Farias has big black frizzy hair, long colorful acrylic nails, loud like a bullhorn but the personality like a sour patch. Don't take things for granted was one of her lessons that really shed light on me. A classmate passed away August twenty-third two thousand three. Our class was a really close class. She always taught us to never take things because it can be taken away at the snap of a finger. We never really took her seriously until this tragedy happened. He was shot in the middle of the day, who does that? We asked. We wanted answers and we didn't get any. Finally, the day we had her class she explained to us that sometimes things are taken away to widen our perspective on things. Understanding was very hard but finally now we really understad because another classmate just passed this October fifth two thousand five. We're finally getting the idea. No one will ever have all the right answers but they can sure try to make you understand them.

Too Much or Too Little

What is description? Is there such a thing as too much or too little of it? Why is it important? Description is an account that presents a picture to a person who reads or hears it. To have description in every story is very crucial because you want to reader to understand what you’re writing or even to picture it. Another way to keep your reader intrigued is to use the 5 senses in description.
There is such a thing as too much or too little description. Using too much and too little description will lose to focus of your reader. The reader may even lose total interest in reading it at all. Some people love to read and they want to be in the story. If you as a writer cannot accomplish that for them or anyone then no on will want to read it.
Description is important because you don’t want your reader to ever put your book or story down. Using the five senses in writing is a great technique Stephan King has. He makes you feel as though you’re right there in the book with all the characters. You feel what the character feels and smell what the character smells. If I, as a writer, can accomplish that same feel in writing it would be great. But I’m still learning as I read Stephan King and try and copy his techniques.