Life is like a Book Bag
By: Marcy Harris
Life is like a book bag. You never know just how much you can fit in it before it rips and falls apart, and everything that you've been dodging reoccurs forcing you to deal with it There's only so much one person can take before they crumble. Tension can tear you that nothing but affection and you nearest and dearest can help put you back together.
Everything is just so hard. Especially when you have the pressure of your mom in the background telling you that anything lower then an A+ is just not acceptable. Since nothing be low an A is acceptable I have this weird thing in my mine that anything below an A is failing. I know it’s stupid but I have to think this way just so I don’t go below an A and upset my mom.
I want to become an architect but my mom wants be to be a judge or a lawyer, but I don’t want to be that. She thinks that with my grades I can do something that is really important. But it is not what I wan to do. She always that she doesn’t want to keep me away from my dreams, but she kind of is.
The other day my mother asked me where I wanted to go college. I replied “BYU, or BYU Hawaii”. When I said that she said that” a girl with my grades should go to Harvard or maybe a Historical Black College”. I wanted to go to a place that is close to home like BYU is, and a good college that I like.
Impressing others is just too hard and impossible. Trying to get others to be happy with every little thing that you do will just make you rip and fall apart. But making yourself and others happy will keep the stitches from ripping and letting lose.
By: Marcy Harris
Life is like a book bag. You never know just how much you can fit in it before it rips and falls apart, and everything that you've been dodging reoccurs forcing you to deal with it There's only so much one person can take before they crumble. Tension can tear you that nothing but affection and you nearest and dearest can help put you back together.
Everything is just so hard. Especially when you have the pressure of your mom in the background telling you that anything lower then an A+ is just not acceptable. Since nothing be low an A is acceptable I have this weird thing in my mine that anything below an A is failing. I know it’s stupid but I have to think this way just so I don’t go below an A and upset my mom.
I want to become an architect but my mom wants be to be a judge or a lawyer, but I don’t want to be that. She thinks that with my grades I can do something that is really important. But it is not what I wan to do. She always that she doesn’t want to keep me away from my dreams, but she kind of is.
The other day my mother asked me where I wanted to go college. I replied “BYU, or BYU Hawaii”. When I said that she said that” a girl with my grades should go to Harvard or maybe a Historical Black College”. I wanted to go to a place that is close to home like BYU is, and a good college that I like.
Impressing others is just too hard and impossible. Trying to get others to be happy with every little thing that you do will just make you rip and fall apart. But making yourself and others happy will keep the stitches from ripping and letting lose.