Journal+6+-Narrative

Choose one of the following topics and write a personal narrative.

1. Parents Consider: 2. Difficult Times Consider: 3. Family Consider:
 * Relationships
 * Tensions
 * Joys
 * Intense times/struggles
 * Learning something unexpected about your parent(s)
 * Seeing your parent(s) in a new light
 * Life in crisis
 * Death
 * Illness
 * Family problems
 * Neighborhood problems
 * Coping with loss
 * Copy with uncertainty; doubt
 * Family stories/legends
 * How people in your family met (or parted)
 * Characters in your family
 * Special family occasions
 * Family rituals/traditions
 * Roles and responsibilities in your family

Response-

My Grandpa is an interesting character. He always makes everything into a joke and it is a joy to visit him. I don't think he really even tries to be funny. He just tells things how they are. He sees and immediately says what he thinks. And it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, he just says it. That's what makes it so funny. Hockey games are one of the best things to go to with him. He is extremely good at making up smart comments to yell at referees and players. He has season tickets for the Hershey Bears and loves going to the games. He's just fun to be around. You never know what to expect with him.

My brother and I have had our "run ins" when we were younger. One time our family was cleaning the house and it came time to use the vacuum cleaner. He said it was his turn and I said it was my turn. Yeah, I know this seems really ridiculous now. Who in their right mind would fight over who had to do extra cleaning. I guess when you're in kindergarten it was fun to vacuum. We both had a hold on the vacuum cleaner and were trying to tell our dad why each one of us should be vacuuming. I tried to keep my hold on it but he was three years older and stronger. He finally succeeded in taking control of the vacuum cleaner and I did the only logical thing I could think of. I bit him in the side. Now I had bitten him before and had gotten in trouble before, but this was the mother of all bites. I went through his spider-man pajamas and broke flesh. I was freaked out. I didn’t know what he would do, but I knew where I was going to be sent and made for my room before my dad could yell at me. It didn’t help at all; I was in my room with nothing to do for a very long time. Well, I’m sure there has to be some good that came from this event. I suppose that the fact that I have not bitten anyone since then is all the good that can come from it. Oh, and we now fight to see who **__has__** to vacuum.