Memoir Monday
Sometimes I realize that we don’t see much of our family at all; they live all over the world. My Aunt and Uncle on my mothers’ side live with their two kids all the way over in Australia. My other Aunt-on my dad’s side-lives in Abu Dabi. The rest oft my family live in the UK.
I have not seen much of my family; just my aunt and all of my grandparents, and second cousins, oh yes and my grandparent’s brothers and sisters, but I don’t know what they are supposed to be called. I know that sounds a lot, but it’s not. I have two first cousins, second cousins, third cousins, and one fourth. I also have two aunts and one uncle. And everyone’s brothers and sisters on both sides.
I am so far away from them, all I’ve seen is pictures; I would really want to go Australia or Abu Dabi or maybe the UK to see them, but I’m here for now. Maybe later I’ll visit them.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Laura and the Interveiw
I want to offer for a Job at the top magazine designers outfits. I am such an addict to designing clothes and things like that.
I was offered an interview on Monday for the job at 9:00 in the morning. I was so exited that day I even woke up at 6:30. But I don't know why?
I got to the place an saw the lady at the desk, she looked very obnoxious. She had some very thin glasses and a long pointed nose; she looked very intimidating. I asked her that I was here for that interview with the manager about the best job in the world.
" Name?" she asked.
"Laura Navy," I flustered as she flipped through to the N's part of the big book in her hands.
"Third hall on the left, eight blue doors down skipping the yellow, on the right," she said in a rather retorted and at the same time blatant manner.
As I was walking down the hall I aspired that I was going to get this job because I really wanted it.
When I came to the eighth door down skipping the yellows, I knocked firmly and my hands then started to shake as soon as a lady's voice said come in. I went in.
She looked pretty with her: black pearl earrings ,and necklace, a mustard colored lady's suit, some very high heals and an attitude. This interview started not very well, when no one said anything for two minutes, other than that it went quite smoothly... I think? Now I only hope she will give me the job.
YES!!! I got the job, I just got an email from her saying that I got the job and that I start next Wednesday!
Thank goodness!
I was offered an interview on Monday for the job at 9:00 in the morning. I was so exited that day I even woke up at 6:30. But I don't know why?
I got to the place an saw the lady at the desk, she looked very obnoxious. She had some very thin glasses and a long pointed nose; she looked very intimidating. I asked her that I was here for that interview with the manager about the best job in the world.
" Name?" she asked.
"Laura Navy," I flustered as she flipped through to the N's part of the big book in her hands.
"Third hall on the left, eight blue doors down skipping the yellow, on the right," she said in a rather retorted and at the same time blatant manner.
As I was walking down the hall I aspired that I was going to get this job because I really wanted it.
When I came to the eighth door down skipping the yellows, I knocked firmly and my hands then started to shake as soon as a lady's voice said come in. I went in.
She looked pretty with her: black pearl earrings ,and necklace, a mustard colored lady's suit, some very high heals and an attitude. This interview started not very well, when no one said anything for two minutes, other than that it went quite smoothly... I think? Now I only hope she will give me the job.
YES!!! I got the job, I just got an email from her saying that I got the job and that I start next Wednesday!
Thank goodness!
Scorching Hot Sun
Today I didn't Know what to write about really, so I'll just write about this...
Running at school is okay but when it comes to our P.E. class its always in the scorching hot sun.
However when I go with my maid- Yaneth- at night to keep her company its okay. At night its way cooler so you don't get as hot.
I like running, just not in the sun, in the cool night air.
Running at school is okay but when it comes to our P.E. class its always in the scorching hot sun.
However when I go with my maid- Yaneth- at night to keep her company its okay. At night its way cooler so you don't get as hot.
I like running, just not in the sun, in the cool night air.
Monday, November 23, 2009
A Wild Apple Blossom
Everyone was a baby once. Like my sister frances, she was a cute pure blond, like I was, like Elizabeth was, like my mother was; but now we are dirty blond, burnette, and just plain brown (maybe with a bit of dirty blond mixed within it).
Her name was going to be Emily, Ruby, Victoria, Milly; but no... it was frances, like I said it would. Everyone has had many doughts about what their name was going to be; like mine, Crystal, Isabella. Or Elizabeths - Rosie, or maybe Izzie.
But now frances is golden all shiney in the sun, blooming like a wild apple blossom waiting to see the world from her own eyes. She calls hersealf Franchesca, as her italian friends do. She goes and dances like a fairy would in the moonlight, on fridays.
Frances, the girl who is so much taller each day she swivels past me...
Her name was going to be Emily, Ruby, Victoria, Milly; but no... it was frances, like I said it would. Everyone has had many doughts about what their name was going to be; like mine, Crystal, Isabella. Or Elizabeths - Rosie, or maybe Izzie.
But now frances is golden all shiney in the sun, blooming like a wild apple blossom waiting to see the world from her own eyes. She calls hersealf Franchesca, as her italian friends do. She goes and dances like a fairy would in the moonlight, on fridays.
Frances, the girl who is so much taller each day she swivels past me...
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Monopoly
Eleanor Ashcroft
Monopoly
“Hey Elizabeth,” I shouted from my room just like a bird would call out to its friends, “do you want to play monopoly?”
“Sure she replied, and came to my room. Then I found her copying my every movement as I was taking out the game. I took out The Simpsons monopoly my family and I got a few Christmas’ ago.
I decided to be the administrator of the bank because my sisters said I was good at it. However Elizabeth always disrupts agitates and begs like a cat begging for fish, but for extra money. I never say yes, never. My mother who had just come back from shopping gave us each a packet of licorice; mine was raspberry, Elizabeth’s was cherry, and surprisingly France’s was citrus. (They were very nice.)
Frances and my mother decided to play to, so they did. So we toiled around the first part of the game until my two brats of sisters got into a cat fight about on who gets the little green worthless house. Elizabeth capitulated and let her have it. She is adequate at the game.
We were suddenly disrupted by my dog barking at the man who lives in a hovel of a house, accepted menial work at a low price, and also is illiterate. This was irrelevant to us so we carried on.
Frances plays this game in an indifferent manner. Right now she was writing in a paper in permanent marker on how much money she has and is loosing.
My mother had to make an urgent phone call, so she dropped out of the race to the finish line.
Soon it was getting boring and strenuous. We where welcome to respite from the game so we did. We never got back to monopoly.
Monopoly
“Hey Elizabeth,” I shouted from my room just like a bird would call out to its friends, “do you want to play monopoly?”
“Sure she replied, and came to my room. Then I found her copying my every movement as I was taking out the game. I took out The Simpsons monopoly my family and I got a few Christmas’ ago.
I decided to be the administrator of the bank because my sisters said I was good at it. However Elizabeth always disrupts agitates and begs like a cat begging for fish, but for extra money. I never say yes, never. My mother who had just come back from shopping gave us each a packet of licorice; mine was raspberry, Elizabeth’s was cherry, and surprisingly France’s was citrus. (They were very nice.)
Frances and my mother decided to play to, so they did. So we toiled around the first part of the game until my two brats of sisters got into a cat fight about on who gets the little green worthless house. Elizabeth capitulated and let her have it. She is adequate at the game.
We were suddenly disrupted by my dog barking at the man who lives in a hovel of a house, accepted menial work at a low price, and also is illiterate. This was irrelevant to us so we carried on.
Frances plays this game in an indifferent manner. Right now she was writing in a paper in permanent marker on how much money she has and is loosing.
My mother had to make an urgent phone call, so she dropped out of the race to the finish line.
Soon it was getting boring and strenuous. We where welcome to respite from the game so we did. We never got back to monopoly.
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