My Trip to Mexico

When I was eight-years-old I took my first and only trip out of the U.S. to Ixtapa, Mexico. It was a business trip for my parents, so I was stuck in a hotel childcare for most of the trip. It turned out to be a really exciting vacation for me. We had an instructor who would bring us out on little adventure-like things and teach us about what kids our age do in Mexico. We played different types of games on the beach, and were taught how to paint plates. During this time I had made a new friend. His name was Jorge (Hor-hey). Jorge was from Ixtapa, and his dad worked at the hotel. Jorge stayed in the childcare while his dad worked. On the weekends when our parents weren't working, my parents would take us to the pool at the hotel and we would get to jump off a waterfall that led into the pool. We talked about what school was like for him, and what is was like for me. He went to school all year round, with a break ever three months, or something like that. I learned a lot about what his life was like, and tried to give him a good idea of what life was like in America.

Life Shaping Expirence

Going to summer school in tenth grade is something that changed my life, and helped make me who I am today. In the tenth grade I was going through a lot changes in my life. One of them being a change in friends. I had been fighting a lot with my friends lately, and trying to make new ones while keeping my old ones. Tenth grade was also when I met my first and current boyfriend. I was incredibly distracted in school and out of school. I didn't spend as much time on my homework anymore, and I was always lying to my parents about what I was doing, and where I was going. I had my license and didn't depend on my parents as much as I used to, since I didn't need them to take me places anymore. With all this I failed geometry. I had no option but to go to summer school-- which to my parents, is and was completely unacceptable. They were so mad that I had been lying to them when I would say that I had all my homework done, or that I was going to a friend's house to do homework. I spent my summer break in school, got a full-time job, and was not allowed to see my boyfriend, or any of my friends for the whole summer. After that I didn't have a very strong relationship with any of my friends anymore. It made it hard to go back to school, but I definitely learned my lesson.

My Most Recent Memory

Thinking back to as far as I can, my most recent memory is from when I was three-years-old. It was the first nice day out that spring, and my parents were opening our pool. I was riding my tricycle around my backyard, which I wasn't supposed to be doing. I rode it too close to the edge of the pool and fell into the pool, along with my tricycle. The pool water smelt disgusting, was full of scum, and freezing cold. When my mom realized that I was not there, and that my tricycle was floating in the pool, she jumped in, searching for me in the cold, black water. When she got me out of the water my whole family was there comforting me and keeping me warm. And that's as far as I can remember.