Different Culture

I have a friend from a differnet culture, her name is Reema. The first time that I went to her house I didn't know what to expect. First, I arrived at her house. It was a huge house, I rang the door bell and her mom answer. Her mom yelled for her that I had arrived. When her mom yelled for her it was in there native language so I had no idea what she said. At this point two of my other friends were there already. So Reema's little brother brought me to were there all were. Once he brought me down there we played a game with him. During the game he was teaching me words from there language.
After a couple hours of being there her mom told Reema to come upstairs and figure out what we were getting to have for supper. Reema told her mom that we should have pizza. Her mom called for all of us to come up and eat when the pizza had arrived. She order cheese and one of my friends asked, "why did your mom only order cheese?" She said, "because they can't have anything with meat in because of her culture." Then her mom came out what other food that she had made, it was food that her culture would eat. She asked us if anyone wanted to try it. I can't remember the names of the food that I tried. I tried three different types of food. They were all good. The last type of food that I tried wasn't us good us the first two foods I tried. Also during supper her mom played music from her culture and after supper we listened to that music for the rest of the night because all of my friends and I liked it and thought it was different.

personal essay idea

I was 9 when I found out that my aunt was going to have a baby. We were shopping and my aunt decided to take her two daughter's, Melissa and Michelle, and my brother, Derek and I over to the baby section. We had no idea why we were here. Then my aunt told as to pick out something because she was going to have a baby. We were in shock because it had always been the four of us and now it would no long be that way. So we all end up picking something out. My brother and I each picked out boys clothing. Melissa and Michelle both picked out girls clothes. After this we had to wait a long time for the baby to be born. Then October 2, 1999 came and my family got a phone call that my aunt had the baby. It was a boy and she named him Matthew David. My brother and I were really happy because we were right because she had a boy. My cousin Melissa was really mad because she wanted another sister.

First Memory

My first memory that I can really remember is when I knocked out my four front teeth. We had just moved in out our new house in St. Stephen, and I wanted to go outside. I put on my dad's boots because I couldn't find my shoes. I went outside to talk to my dad, it was really cold out and I wasn't wearing a jacket so I just put my arms in my shirt. When I was walking back in the house, I tripped and landed on my face. When I landed I knocked out my four front teeth.