Sunday, October 27, 2013
Hopeless Romantic
Monday, October 14, 2013
Unconditional Love
It
was an autumn day like any other in California. Orange leaves were falling off
the trees, the sun was shining brightly, and the wind was blowing softly. The
school bus had just dropped me off two blocks away from my home. It was just another after-school day in my
8 year old life. I was to walk home, eat a snack, and do my homework just like I
did everyday.
As I walked down the path, I could see
the white picket fence that surrounded my little blue house and my mom’s red
roses peeking through the top. I could also smell dinner being made. There was
a strong aroma of white rice and beans that floated through the air and hit my
nose, making my stomach grumble. My nose began to lead me through the path home
in a faster pace.
As
I reached the fence, to my house, a great sadness came over me. It hit me so
hard that I began to shake and salty tears started to fall down my face. I
couldn’t hear the welcoming barks of Princessa. The whole neighborhood stood
quiet. It wasn’t until I got closer to the house that I realized this wasn’t a
day like any other. I was missing the most important part of my after-school
routine and that was the loud excited bark and tail wagging of my best friend
Princessa as I entered the gate. It hit me, my best friend was gone, and she was
never coming back. A week earlier, a car had hit Princessa and in a matter of a
moment she was yanked from my life. How was I to survive without her by my
side?
Princessa had been in my life since I was
5years old. I had rescued her from a shelter. I knew she would mean so much to
me from the first time I laid eyes on her. Her whole body trembled in
excitement as she saw me pass her cage and she gave me a stare that said, “I
will always love you no matter what.” I couldn’t possibly leave her in that shelter
so that day I took her home and she became my angel from above. Whenever I felt
sad or mad, she would jump on my lap, lick my salty tears, and give me a little
smirk that reassured me everything would be okay. I knew she loved me with all
her might. I could feel it as she cuddled in my lap. I could see it in her
eyes. Today, as I entered my home she was gone. She wasn’t there to reassure me
or to give me a smirk that calmed me down. I finally managed to get myself
together and walked up the stairs that led to my porch.
I reached for the door but before I could
open it I was greeted by a surprise. There before my eyes was a little bald,
white dog, with big bulging eyes staring at me confused and afraid. My first
reaction was to get mad at my mother. She wanted to replace Princessa. How
could she do this to Princessa and me? My mother knew that I was still in pain
and that I didn’t want another dog. No other dog could replace Princessa and
her love towards me. I sat down on the stairs and once again my body began to
shake and I began to sob hysterically.
While I sobbed uncontrollably, the little
bald dog started to make her way towards me. She sat on my lap, began to lick
my tears, and wagged her tail so hard I thought it was going to fall off. I
looked up at her and she gave me the same smirk that Princessa used to give me
when I felt sad. I knew that Princessa and God had sent me an angel that would
help me get through the pains of life. I named her Muneca, which means doll
because she gave me the comfort that a doll gives a young child. Till this day,
12 years later, Muneca continues to be in my life giving me unconditional love.
“The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool
of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a
fool of himself too.” ~Samuel Butler, Notebooks, 1912
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Feeling Hungry A New Feeling

Money is very important in this society. If you do not have money you cannot eat or afford the luxuries of life such as a nice home to live in. I began to think about those who have to live every day with the reality that they do not have enough money for food. For the first time ever, I felt hungry and I didn’t have money to solve my problem. It was the worst feeling in the world and I realized that this is something that many people go through and that I’m very lucky. I went home got money put it in my card and just like that I have the ability to get food and not feel hungry but what about those who aren’t as lucky as I? They won’t be able to go home and get money to get food because many of them don’t have a home. We need to realize that those of us who have never felt hunger haven’t faced the pain of real life problems like poverty.
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