Saturday, May 17, 2008
Six True Stories By Catherine, age 8
My mom always does my hair. Sometimes she does ponytails, sometimes she does French braids. Every day my mom cooks healthy food for me like soup or broccoli. She helps me with my homework every day. She picks me up from school when my dad is in El Salvador.
On holidays my dad always takes care of me and I like this. On holidays my dad takes my mom to work and I stay with him. We go buy McDonalds. We eat it at home together then I watch TV. My dad always goes to El Salvador to visit his grandmother but I don’t because there are mosquitoes there and I don’t like the cheese from there and I am afraid that there will be wars there.
When I was seven I was sick once. My parents were eating watermelon and I really wanted some, but they said no. They said the watermelon was cold and it would make me sicker. We were in the kitchen and it was night.
A Halloween Shot
On Halloween I got a shot. First the doctor checked me, then he came back with a tray with all the stuff he needed. He gave me the shot but I didn’t cry. It was the first time I got a shot and didn’t cry. It hurt but I didn’t cry.
One time I played baseball with my cousins and my uncle I was the pitcher. I pitched, my uncle hit the ball and it hit my nose. I started crying and we stopped playing.
A very long time ago my uncle played baseball. He was the pitcher. When he hit the ball, he ran to one of the bases then the ball hit his elbow. It was almost the end of the game. My family said, “Are you ok?” and he said, “yes.”
About the Author
Hi, my name is Catherine. I am eight years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom and dad. I have a really nice grandma who helps me when I’m hurt and takes me to church. I like to play soccer, baseball and basketball. I want to be good at volleyball. I want to be a teacher when I grow up. My biggest fear is scary rides.