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I walked in from work sweaty and tired, covered in paint, dirt, and little kid hand prints all over. Working at day camp over the summer was a great experience, but I was always drained by the three-year-olds in my group. Walking up the stairs of my house, I felt as if something was wrong. Usually, it’s loud between my two siblings, dogs, television, and the sounds of Mom cooking in the kitchen. Today, it was silent. My parents and siblings sat on the couches, looking up at me with glossy eyes.
By Samantha Lauridsen8 years ago in Families
When Christmas Isn't Christmas Anymore
Let me start by breaking this down for you This is not a story about how Christ has been taken out of CHRISTmas—although there is a story to be had there. I am writing this as an advocate for the people who are too young to understand or are too scared to have a voice. I am tired of crying about it and need to put it into words instead, please don't feel sorry for me. Instead, evaluate how you are handling these situations if they pertain to you and save someone else the same heartache.
By Betty Albertson8 years ago in Families
Mothers in the Modern Era
I'm a young guy who reads the news and watches the world around him with fear building. Ice caps melting. Animals going extinct. The deranged becoming presidents. Companies ruling the poor. A decent look at the world and one would not be judged for thinking it's all coming to an end. But then I look at my parents. When a family friend dies, my Mum gets out her pots. She cooks massive vats of curry. Massive vats of the stew that I was raised on. The stew that to this day remains one of my favourite meals for its heartiness, simplicity, and warmth. She gets home from work. Cooks these vats and then disappears off to feed the family of the deceased. Every day for a week. My father, my sister, and I were fed before she left, because, of course. My mum is a superpower. An unstoppable force that makes sure anyone who falters or stumbles gets the exact aid they need. My mum doesn't have a care in the world for the cares of the world. She was teaching me to learn in the years she was given to learn things herself. She doesn't keep up with the Middle East, or East Asia, or the States. She reads the FarmWeek. She isn't going to solve global warming or make capitalism fair. To the healthy, she doesn't give a second glance to. To the rich, she'll clean for them if they give her money. But when the healthy grow sick, or when the rich get poor, that's when she's there. The tide of time washes over the shore. My mum doesn't try to command the ocean to stop advancing. But she'll save the crabs that get knocked on their back by a wave (this is a metaphor, my mum would never touch a crab).
By Joel Jackson8 years ago in Families
Lilli-Rose
Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful girl named Lilli-Rose. She lived in Germany with her family of seven brothers and her two parents. Karl, her father, decided one day to go and explore North America so he left their family farm in the hands of the family and his wife Dora. He went to go look for farms in Canada especially Quebec. He wanted to move to Canada with his family to start a new life. On his return to Germany he discussed with his wife and they decided to go move their family to Canada. Lilli-Rose was fourteen at the time she did not like the fact that she was moving away from her home town.
By Rosie Tarquinio8 years ago in Families
Perception
As kids, we believe our parents are invincible. We say things like, “I bet my dad can beat up your dad! He can lift both me and brother up at the same time!” and, “My mommy’s so smart! She helped me make a huge tower out of blocks.” I later found out in geometry class that the secret is just to use triangular items for strength and stability in a structure. I also learned that our parents can’t withstand all obstacles the world throws at them without it taking a toll.
By Giselle Omar8 years ago in Families
Losing a Parent
I recently lost my father and it was the hardest thing I ever had to deal with. A friend of mine asked me how it feels to lose a parent because she's concerned about hers considering their health and everything. Honestly losing a parent is devastating.
By Brittany Lyles8 years ago in Families
A Father's Fear
As a single co-parenting father of a 3-year-old boy I wrestle with many things in this world that worry me greatly. Societal pressures are all consuming and the pressure to perform, provide and "suck it up" are piled on the heap we call masculinity and manhood daily.
By Brandon Burton8 years ago in Families
Life of a Cancer Mom: Part 3
Fear is something your children give you from the day you see a positive pregnancy test. You stress over every little flutter, watch what you eat, try to keep yourself healthy, finalize every little detail of their room, even down to worrying you won’t be good enough. Then, when your child finally makes their appearance, you fear on a whole new level. As newborns, you don’t think you are doing things right, you fear every little sneeze, fart, cry. From there, comes a whole new level of fear! Missed steps, picky eaters, temper tantrums, repeating cuss words even! But imagine that not being all you had to worry about.
By Jessica Phillips8 years ago in Families
Sisters Comparison Essay
Many sisters can say that they are equivalent in almost every way. From the way they talk and dress, to the type of music they like and the boys they have crushes on, their similarities never retire. They’re the girls you can barely tell apart, even if they’re not twins. Conjoined at the hip, they reign over all of the other sisters who aren’t as laudable.
By Juneau Howard8 years ago in Families
