25 Oct 11
Why I Am Important
I am important to my family because I act like a glue. If I were not here, I can’t imagine who my Mom would kill first, my brother or my father. I am a friend to my Mom, I fetch tea when she’s mad. I get my Dad water and talk to my brother. I am a usual kid. I yell, pout, whine, cry, laugh and listen. It all comes with the package. I don’t ask for much; cars, clothes, money, shoes, just a few things here and there. I clean (when forced to), cook and play with the animals. The animals love me. Also, when my Mom and Dad go on vacation, I look after my brother Mark.
1992 - Amanda, grade 7, 13 years old.
