PUZZLED BY WORDS C4

Chapter 4

For the whole term of my existence, in time period in which all things continue, I've been able. Able to live a life constructed with great strength, and at the same time possessing significant buoyancy to enable me to float through life's processes. Able to equip myself with great work ethic, and good decision making. Able to succeed even when all odds are against me. Constructing a future profoundly and finally. Because I am able continuously.

1992 was the year we moved from Kelly St. I was about 5 years old this is the age most kids started school, but I would start a little later than most. when I did, I excelled. Math was my best subject but when I got the hang of writing it was great to. I could not put the pen down. within my first year in school, I published a poem and then again, the following year. So, for my third year I figured I would start to write a book, but we'll get back to that later. Because by the time I had finished the book I had done finished school as well.

I like math because it is like a puzzle, the questions are to the pieces has the answers are to the pictures. that means the answer is always right in front of my eyes, and that's good because, all I had to do is put them back together. all that takes is a little thinking. Whereas writing on the other hand, takes a little more thinking and a lot more writing. which makes math the easier one out of the two. Also, math is fun, and it makes it that much better. my teachers couldn't believe how good I was at math. I could do most problems in my head faster than a lot of people could on a calculator. Now that was only arithmetic, I could do that with, but all math comes from arithmetic. Whereas writing comes from everything. That's why I could not put the pain down, because I liked doing everything, and with writing I could write about anything and that's why I liked it so much.

Notre Dame was the place we moved to after leaving Kelly. we went from a little apartment to a half a double, from one friend to some friends, and nothing to do, to all kinds of things to do. See, when we lived at Kelly our friend Noah could not come over. Because of how bad the neighborhood was, but when we move to Notre dame, he could come over any weekend he wanted, and he damn near did. Noah became our best friend. Him and jeff was about the same age, so they hung out a lot more. I was only 5 years old, so I spent most of my time with my mom. She spent most of her time at Helens which was her best friend.

Helen was someone that my mother had known for many years. Helen used to babysit me and my brothers and even changed my diapers if needed. Although I can't tell you I remember any of that, but from this point on, I don't think I forgot much, if anything about Helen. She was the nicest person you could ever meet. She did so much and asked for so little. Helen loved playing cards and listening to the radio at the kitchen table. She also loved the will of fortune, watching the news and drinking her coffee in the mornings. Helen also like doing crossword puzzles, drinking beer and talking about the past. Her and my mom would have so much fun together, hell she only lived 4 or 5 houses down. Helen was like a second grandmother to us kids. She would watch us, give us candy, pop, and ice cream. This lady would do anything to make us happy.

Helen really enjoyed playing the lottery, that was something that made her happy, win lose, she was having a blast. She would play every day; she had my mother go to the drive thru to get the tickets for her. The driveway was across the field that lied directly in front of Helen's apartment. The field was a place that made me happy. It was so big and us kids could do so many things there. Although I was too young to be able to enjoy it then, we never really went too far from Helen, so the field was always right around the corner. Over the years I spent a lot of time playing in this field, but like I said I was too young at this point, so we'll get back to that later.

Helen was 65 years old she had lived the life she wanted, she had two daughters who would visit her whenever they could get off of work and any time between that my mother would be there to make sure Helen was taking care of and had everything she needed. This is just the relationship Helen and my mother had. whatever one could do for the other, they would do just that.

To be continued...