P4+IPena

I haven’t always lived on the same place. Since I remember before I came to California, I use to live in Mexico. I’ve been here since I was eight. I entered elementary and went into junior high. I lived in the same place for three years then we moved out because we had problems with the owner. After that we moved to my mom’s friend house, it was quite big but small for about ten people. So again we moved to another place and everything was nice until we decided to have a dog, we never thought that the owner will get mad because we had a big yard and a front patio. The owner did get mad and started having problems again. After that problem we moved out again. Now we live on a nice neighborhood, like usual we had to have a problem, we live on the upper floor and it’s hard not to make noise so that the people on the bottom don’t get mad. My mom says that we’re not going to be there for long because during the summer we’ll burn inside the house, plus is too much rent for a little apartment like ours. My dad wants to get a house he’s not quite sure. What I want for my future is a big house with a front yard, backyard big room, big kitchen and a living room. My house would be like the food I eat because I can’t live without eating or drinking water because in that case I’ll die right away


 * My Name**

My name is short but it's beautiful. my name for me means everything because that's how i can identify myself and how people know me by. My dad decided to name me like this Ilse, it's short nice and simple.Not many girls have it and i think is unique. Sometimes people don't know how to pronounce it and it gets me mad,but i sounded out for them. Also people tell it's really nice and ofcourse i belive them because they're right.Idon't always like how people pronounce it because they say it as if they're saying "ewww". People always forget my name but after a while they get use to it.My name is Germany but i'm not from there, i'm mexican. I like my name and i will never change it even though i like some other names.

Hairs

Everybody in my family has different hair. My dad's hair it's all puffy like a bush. My sister's hair is curly like the curly fries it also tangles really bad. Luis's hair is straight and sticks up like a broom.Danny's hair is wavy like the ocean.My hair is curly and pretty because it does what iwanted to do. My mom has black and shiny hair.It smells like almonds that when she passes by lives the smell.

Parents and Teens

Parents not always understand us.We live on different worlds. They worry about making money how to make thir families life happy or easier. "Us" teens worry about family too but we also worry about little things like having nice clothes,the friends we hang around with ,about what we are doing during the weekends.Sometimes about our boyfriend or girlfriend and also about school.Parents can liten to us but i don't think they quite get it.If we get bad grades they'll ground us or something like that. They make it seem like they never got bad grades or something.I mean i understand they want the best for us but hopefully they wouldn't trip out that much.

Racism

People are not always perfect.Some have likes and dislikes.People also have different way of thinking. In away of thinking about other people is like mostly everybody. I accept everybody the way they are or for who they are.I never judge prople if they're different from me.I know everybody has their way of thinking and i don't mind.Everybody has defects and sometimes you feel like you just don't fit inn in a neighborhood.Its sad to see how other people bother other people that are not the same as them.I've never seen anybody being rasis to anyone, and iwould never like to see or meet somebody like that.

My Neighborhood

Alot of people tell me that my neighborhood is really nice. And that is really clean and nobody bugs anybody.The sad part is that there is no action around there. It's like a private neighborhood.People think that the neighborhood i live in is only for rich people. Imean am not rich and i live there. I think that those apartments just look nice. I've gone into some other neighborhoods and they're not as nice as where i live.I'am not being mean or something but i woudn't change the place where i live. People also say that it looks boring and they're right because nobody goes around there and nothing happens.

Missing Him

Laura says he lives somewhere in mexico.She always cries for him. She says she misses him but that it's something she has to forget about. Laura says he already forgot about her and that his getting married in september. Laura is saving money so that she could go tell him some things in his face. She plans to do something so that he doesn't get married. She acts childeshand and i think that's stupid. Sometimes she cries all night and never stops. She wishes she could be with him.She already has problems at her job she might get fired. That upsets her more. I tell her to forget about him. That it's just making her situation worst but she would just cry.

The First Day Of School

I wanted to go to school, but at the same time i didn't.I remember i didn't go to kinder and i wanted to go. My mom says that every time she would take me i would start crying. I remember one time i cried,because the teacher had said to buy a toy, but the thing is that i didn't know it was going to be for someone else.So when i gave it away i cried so much,I remember I fell my tears falling down and hitting the floor,making a splash. Ifelt like i cried a river. Also my face turned into a tomato. My face felt hot like the sun burning in summer.When my tears touched my face they would refresh it and then leave without saying "bye". Instead they would leave my fase hot and dry. Time passed by and that's all i remember about me going to kinder. By the time i was six years old my dad took me to elementary. I was scared when i got there .I was scared because there were so much kids. It felt like i was in an ocean with all kinds of fish. My dad told me that it was going to be okay and i trusted him. The day ended and i was happy becuse i made new friends.

Mayra Casillas

I met her at Wilson Elementary,we had the same teacher.Since i met her she hasn't changed at all. She's still the short and cute girl. She still has the same long hair like a horse's tail. She's short like a dwarf,and she's preaty like aflower. We went to Junior HIgh together too. Then she moved and i didn't know anything about her for two years.At the beginingof this year i heard she was coming to Estancia. When I saw her i didn't know what to say or do. She didn't talk to me and i didn't talk to her either.Then i had her for fourth period so i stared talking to her and we started to hang around.Since then she has become one of my closest's friends.

Teddy Bears

When I'm sad all i do is to hold my teddy bears. I have all kinds of them. I feel like they could feel how i feel. Even though they're just there looking straight like robots.They're nice to hug and talk to because they're just there to listen to you and not tell you anything to make you feel bad.They all sleep with me, all around my bed.They're all cozy. My teddy bears will always be there for me and i know they won't get tired of me,and neither would I.They are all special to me.They were given to me in special occasions and that is why i preciate them.They're are like vegetables.They just get to move when somebody lifts them up.

House Of My Own

Not any house nor the perfect one but the right one for me.My own little space for me to be at.Have the simple things that make a house look nice. Not a fancy house nor a plain house but the right one so that i could show off to people that i have my own house. Invite friends over without parents telling not to do bad. The right house so that when i come from work is there to comfort me.My house would always be there to see who goes around there and who goes in and out of it.