I Believe Essay

I chose to write my essay on how i believe anyone can change. i was going to talk about my life and how i was before i became a believer of christ and then after i became a believer and how ive changed as a person overall because of my faith.

My Childhood Town/House

I grew up in Renton, Washington. I lived with my three sisters and my mother. my house wasn't at the fanciest places to live. I lived right next door to my grandfather and cousin. This made it easy to go over to visit anytime I wanted. the path way to my grandfathers house had a thorn bush blocking our way over. I remember me, my sisters, and my cousin hung out all the time when we were young and had trouble getting across the fence to my grandfathers because of that bush, but they later cut it down, thank goodness. My house was blue and fairly small. We had a stairway on the side of our garage that we had to walk up to get to the front of our house. We lived across the street from the water front. our streets were fairly busy with cars passing through.

We lived down the street from the Boeing Airport. I remember having to walk up the hill to my school, which was a pain because that hill just kept on climbing up and up, further and further. by the time i got to school, I was completely exhausted.

Response to "Where the World Began"

In the reading, "Where the World Began," i liked how Margaret, the author, goes into detail about what she's talking about or describing to the reader. she literally paints a picture. i noticed she kept bringing up dullness in her writing. some of the vocabulary was unfamiliar to me and difficult so i had to look those words up to understand what i read, but overall nothing was too confusing.

The place i chose to visit

I have a two year old son who loves to go outside and play. I figured, for my essay i would go explore a play ground that i havent been to before with my son. the park i went to was fairly small. it has one adult swing and a baby/toddler swing for young ones. there is bark chips all over the floor of the playground and one small jungle gym. from the look of things, i could tell that this park is quite old, or at least that its been there for a while. i spent most of the afternoon there with my son, and noticed that very few children play there. the very few children that did come to play seemed to enjoy the jungle gym, even though it was old. i guess thats just kids though; anything they can play with is fun. i thought it would be a great place where i could bring my son to and where i could do my paper. i think ill be going there more, seeing that my son loved it.

writing about people

i have found it very difficult to focus on just one characteristic to write about someone. you would have to know a lot about that one characteristic in order to have a great paper. a lot of times i tend to write about more than one characteristic because there can be so many good things about that particular person. focusing on one is tough.

homelessness

I think I've read this reading before. This made me think, just like anyone else, about how grateful I am to be where I am at today and to have a place to call home. Not a lot of people have that opportunity to do so. When I was living with my mom, I think I took it forgranted. As a teenager, its easy for you to say you don't want to do anything. You don't want to stick to the rules and you don't often want to help out around the house. I was like that once. If I could go back in time, I would show my mom how grateful I am for her to give me a place to stay and for how hard she worked to give me and my sisters a home.

This also makes me think of my friend Ashley. I went to downtown Portland with her a while back and a guy came up asking for money. She didn't hesitate to ask him if he wanted something from starbucks to either drink or eat. I like how she helped him out. She usually does that for someone who asks a couple times a month. It just made me want to help others that don't have a lot.