Autobiography

My earliest memorie was my first word which was a bad word. I remember I didn't get a good reaction, especially from my grandparents.

I also remember my first pack of gum,. It was Juicy Fruit and it tasted really good. I put the entire pack in my mouth at once-all the sticks of gum-because it was so tasty. When it ran out of flavor I spit it out. I didn't swallow my gum back then and I still don't.

The first day of school there were lots of different people and I made lots of friends. My teacher was really nice. She was sort of young and was dressed in a dress. She spoke nicely and didn't get mad. It felt like a safe and nice place to be.

In third grade I started getting bullied by a group of kids from my class. They called my clothes stupid and called me gay,idiot,fool,stupid, This made me feel sad and upset. I didn't tell the teacher because I was afraid to be called a rat. It stopped in the fourth grade when my teacher caught them and pulled them into the hallway. They never bullied me again.

Through my fifth and sixth grade years my family was sort of poor. My grand parents lived with us. My mom got fired , and then my grandmother died of a heart attack. My dad still had his job it didn't pay enough though. So I was really sad about losing my grandmother and being poor on top of that. There was less food. And less gifts under the tree at christmas. My parents were stressed about this and i overheard them talking about it.

But by the end of 6th grade my mother got a job that helped finacially. Things began to get better then. I don't know how things will go in the future but I plan to keep my grades up for a good job in the future.

Flunking Math?!?

So I was sick with the flu for 4 days and when I got back from it I found out that I have like 13 pages of homework. So a day later I find out my math grades are in the toilet and that 10 of those 13 pages are math so I went home and completed the work and I am still somewhat failing with a C-. This makes me feel somewhat scared knowing that my math grade is that low. I am nervous that I won't pass that class and I will have retake the class. I won't get to move on with everyone else and that will make me angry. I guess I will be angry at myself because I feel like I can try harder. I have never been that low in math. My mom will be mad at me for having a bad grade in math and I will be grounded without a computer, tv, or phone for about two or three weeks. This is a great incentive for me to do better. Shhhhhhh...don't tell my mom, keep it on the down low.