Typhoid Fever– Present Tense Childhood Memory

I am seven years old, my mom and I are going to FAM Mart, for shoes. I walk in to the shoes side of the story looking around the store I see everything from wigs, to weaves, and different types of clothing. I feel like I can live here and have everything I need. My mom and I walk to the shoes side and I am looking around I turn my head to the right, and I see a pair of black and clear heels. I can’t stop looking I want them. I look away just to grab my mom hands I pull her to them and I look up. She looks at me “Tierra you want these shoes?” “Yes mommy I want these ones” I answered. “No” I felt it coming I started crying and getting angry “mommy I want these ones all the rest of those are ugly” I said “no.” game over I sat on the floor and I started screaming “mommy I want theses ones” “Tierra get up now or we are going home and you wont be getting anything”, “no” I screamed she garbs me by the hand “ little girl I don’t know who you think you are yelling at but it you don’t stop your screaming and crying in this store I will give you something to cry for” I get up still mad “Please mommy I will be a good girl mommy I want this” she is looking at me “no” with that we went back home. I lay on the couch on went to sleep. I was waking up by my mom “open this” she said I got up and did it and in this box were the shoes I wanted. I took a hot bath and when to sleep. When I woke up the next morning and my mommy placed out my clothes. I got dressed and went into my mommy’s room “mommy can I wear my new shoes to school today?” “Yes”. I am running to put on my new shoes I feel like I am a big girl. I smile all they way to school.

“ The Cold Equations’ – Marilyn’s Point of View.”

The Cold Equations is written in third-person limited point of view. I feel that it would be different if it was in Marilyn’s point or view. When he found her in the closet the reader only read what he heard. If it was in Marilyn’s point of view then it probably would have went something like this. When i opened the door I was expecting a cop not an astronaut, I was scared out of my mind that he found me I was hoping that he wouldn’t have. For another example when she found out that she was going to have to die if it was her prospective it would have been. If I knew that I was going to have to die for trying to see my brother I wouldn’t have I would have thought of a different way. I don’t want to die this way. At the end of the story when she was talking about how she would write her parents a letter telling them what happened to her the reader might get a glimpse of what she was going to say and how she would say it. I feel that if the story was from her point of view then it would be more emotional because of the different feelings and thoughts.

"The Storyteller" Another Point of View.

“The Story Teller”

“Being on this carriage is so annoying. I wish that this woman could control her kids. People these days have no control”. I thought as I saw this woman trying to tame her kids. She gets them in a circle to tell them a story. “Out of the stories in the world she chooses this one to tell not all good kids have good things happen to them.” By the looks of it I knew that I can tell them a story and have them have a different view on life. So I challenged her story and I told the little rugrats a story my mom use to tell me. Bout a girl named Bertha. Bertha was a good girl she had three medals that she got for being so good. One she got one for Obedience, one for Punctuality, and the third was for good behavior. She was so good that she was able to go into the Princes Park. She felt so lucky because she was the only kid that was able to go. In the park were pigs no flower or anything. While she was there a wolf came to eat a pig and noticed her instead. She ran for her life and jumped into a bush. The wolf decided not to go into the bushes because it would have token for ever to find her. So he started to go back after the pig and that’s when Bertha came out from the bushes the wolf heard the medals clank together and she attacked her and devoured her. When I was done telling the story by the looks on the kids face I saw that I had done a good job. But how I really knew I did a good job because of the look on the Aunts face. (Words 302)

Plot Diagram "The Storyteller"

“’The Storyteller’ - Memorable Books from My Childhood.”

1. The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein
2. Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
3. If You Give a Mouse a Cookie by Lura Joffe Numeroff
4. If You Give a Pig a Party by Lura Joffe Numeroff
5. The True Story of the 3 Little Pigs by Jon Scieszka
6. The Three Little Wolves and the Big Bad Pig By Eugene Trivizas

The True Story of the 3 Little Pigs by Jon Scieszka. The reason why I like this book is because it is from the point of view of the Wolf. I feel that reading this book made me realize that there are actually two different sizes to every story. I have to say that this will be a book that i would like to read to my kids when I grow up and have them, this book will always be one of my childhood favorites.

Chilean Miners Rescue.

33 Miners trapped on a mine. On October 13, 2010 they were all rescued, the only way to describe this in one word Amazing. On August 24, 2010 thirty-three Chilean Miners got trapped in a mine. During this time all I could think was I wonder if they will ever get free. As time passed people began to find ways. On people began to find way so that they can eat by sending food down there and helping the guys to send out letter to their families. I started to think how cool that must be to be able to send letter to your loved ones. I feel that with the rescue that a lot of the miners might com out with a lot of problems because they were shut off from the world. If I were in there place I wouldn’t have been as calm as they were I think that I would have panic a lot and I would have been very happy to see the world. I think that after that I would be more thankful for the things that I have in this world.

Essay Reflection

While writing this Narrative Essay, I felt like it brought up a lot of memories that I wanted to forget. Also it made me realize how crazy people can get when they are hurt. I hope that with writing this essay that I have learned something from it. I think I did go on keeping things in order. I was okay, with using some descriptive writing skills. I tried to put things to make it realistically last an hour even though it was longer. I feel that for my next paper I can use more above grade level skill writing. I can extend it to make it sound better and more understandable. I can make it more visual. I feel that Ms. Priester , can show more examples of what she is actually looking for in the papers she wants us to write.(Words 143)