Things I would like to change

The first thing that I would like to change is in my home life. At home, it is only my daughter and I. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed with work and I would appreciate it if she would help me more then she already does sometimes.

The second thing that I would like to change is in my community. In Cambridge there are many Youth Centers where they provide after school programs and recreational activities to the families of the city, but many children do not participate because they are not interested. I would hope that there would be more activities that would encourage the 16-18 year old kids to participate in the Centers instead of simply having an open center where they can play sports and just hang out.

The last and final thing that I would like to change is in my relationship with my daughter. We are very close but at many times we butt heads a lot and it causes for us to have many unnecessary quarrels. Now that she is 18 I would like for us to have more understanding with each other as she now enters the stage of becoming a mature young adult.

A Childhood Crime Essay

A    Childhood      Crime

            When I was a child in my country Haiti, I had a cousin named Vanessa who was two years older than me. She always called me names, so we were always getting into fights over every little thing. One day, we quarreled over something and I got punished. To get revenge for that, I was on a mission to get her in trouble, so she would get punished also. As a result, we both got into trouble for my Childhood Crime.

            When I was a child, I lived in a family of height: my mom, my dad, four brothers, myself, and my cousin Vanessa, who was my mom's goddaughter. It was a beautiful Christmas day, and as usual we all opened up our presents. My cousin Vanessa got a doll from Santa Claus. That doll had the most beautiful dress. It was a pretty satin lavender dress with ruffles. Its eyes were shiny brown and its hair seemed the perfect kind to comb through. The doll was amazing and I preferred it over my doll, which was beautiful but looked like nothing compared to Vanessa’s. The following night, I decided to switch her doll with mine, just so I could sleep holding her doll even if it was for one night. The next morning she woke up and realized that she did not have her doll and we got into a fight. We pulled and tugged on both ends of the doll, yelling and screaming until finally we heard, “Riiiiip.” We gasped as her doll ripped in half. She began to cry, as a mother would cry for her child. When everyone came in to see what had transpired, they called me a "The doll murder," and I got punished.

            After a week of doing my punishment chores, which was making breakfast and dinner for the house, I got even more upset. All I did was rip her doll and I had to do all of these chores, while she was a bed wetter and she never got in trouble for it because she had suddenly stopped. I got an idea. While she was sleeping I snuck a balloon full of water under her bed sheet, so she would be punished. The next morning she got punished for wetting the bed, no matter how hard she tried to tell my mother and Aunt that she had not. For a few days she was very unhappy about the situation, so she gave me the silent treatment as if    I wasn't alive. I did the same. I was happy and considered that we were even.

            A month later, when we were both off of punishment, my brother told me he knew that I had to have wet Vanessa's bed, so I told him what had happened. He went straight to my mother’s ears to tell her. This caused me to get a double punishment because I had made her go through punishment for something she really did not do. For two consecutive Sundays I couldn’t go to the movies with my friends  as I always did. I also had to do Vanessa’s house chores for two weeks. It was horrible, and it made me angry, especially with my younger brother. This little boy was my baby godson, and he called me "My little mom." This is why I never went after him. I love him and I still do.

            That punishment made me very wrathful, and I planned another comeback on Vanessa again. One night I took a small bed sheet, and I tied her up in bed while she was sleeping. Early in the morning, when she realized what I did, we got into another fight. This time I punched her in the face. Obviously, she got a big cut on her lower eyelid. They brought her to the hospital where she got six stitches. Everyone was outraged at me. My mother was tired of punishing me, so she decided to banish me to my grandmother's house, where I stayed for almost two years, hoping that would do the trick.

           

            The two years that I spent over there taught me a lesson. I realized that my behavior kept me away from my whole family, even my childhood companions. I comprehended how crazy a child could be at a certain age. I went to my cousin’s house to apologize, which was well needed and it was accepted. We spent the whole week laughing and making jokes over all the fights and arguments we had. This caused us to spend more time together and appreciate each other. The time we spent together was not spent merely as cousins, but like sisters. We were sorry for all the trouble we had caused each other. I felt very bad about myself. Since that day until now, I can see that Vanessa is a woman with a gregarious personality.  

A Childhood Crime Outline

Marie A. Lespinasse

ENG095

Outline for Essay # 1

A Childhood Crime

       I.            Childhood selfishness towards one of my cousin

    II.            Paragraph # 1

a)      Fought with her

b)      Decapitated her doll

c)      Received  punishment

 III.            Paragraph # 2

a)      Found out she was a bed wetter

b)      Took advantage of that

c)      Wet her bed with a water balloon

 IV.            Paragraph # 3

                        a)  Revealed the wetting of the bed secret to my little brother

                        b)  He ratted to our mother

                        c)  Received double punishment

    V.            Paragraph # 4

                        a)  Tied her up in bed, another fight

                        b)  She got a gash on her face

                        c)  Got sent to my grandmother’s house

 VI.            Conclusion

                        a)  Became a mature young women, apologize to her

                        b)  We became well behaved and laughed at our past fights

           

           

            

When I was in seventh grade, there were two twin sisters named Sarah-Jeanie and Sarah-Josie. They made an assumption about me one day, and it caused the whole class to call me a name that I did not like. Miss Loretta was our teacher. Miss Loretta kept close attention to the twins, because they were very turbulent. For that reason, they didn’t like her much. Miss Loretta was deathly afraid of any animal that looked like a lizard, because she was severely allergic to their skin. Therefore, one morning, they sneaked a fake gecko into the teacher’s drawer, underneath the attendance list. The first culprit that came to Miss Loretta’s mind was the twin sisters. The principal intervened, and they got suspended for a week, because they did it intentionally to scare her. Unfortunately, that day I was the teacher’s monitor, so they blamed me of tattle-tailing, and called me the teacher’s pet. I was very upset that day. For two days they called me the teacher’s pet and it hurt my feelings a lot, because I had not even known they put the fake gecko there. Their cousin Danielle saw that I was feeling hurt and revealed the secret; she was the one who told. Afterwards, they apologized to me. The assumption hurt me, but the apology made me feel better.