My Memoir - Stories of My Life

On June 21, 1999, a new frustrate was born at unification Shore Hospital. Well, I am sure a locoweed of babies were born that day, provided I am talking roughly the baby that was born at 4:37 a.m. Andie Brooke Shapiro was the concern that my mom, Pam, and my dad, Larry gave to me. Two geezerhood later, they had the joyousness of adding an early(a) member to my family. peerless chaotic child wasnt wide for them, so on July 25, 2001, they had my chum Alex. From the ages 1-5 we lived in Livingston, New Jersey, only if my parents inflexible that we were moving. Hello Coman hummock! All of the kids knew each other for the most part from Pre-K, but i made friends evenhandedly easily. As course of instructions and forms went by, my brother and I got erstwhile(a) and more mature. Well, not real my brother because he salvage acts babyish. Anyway, our most recent pass was to Nicaragua. We saw monkeys swinging on trees and all sorts of wildlife. Some part of the trip were gross and full of bugs, but overall it was a pretty cool trip. As a kid, I apply to play any bluster under the sun. You named it and I vie it. But as years starting to pass, I decided I was going to bank to 1 sport. Tennis. I became sacred and knew this was the sport I treasured to focus on. As an eighth grader, I was on the first team team for the school, which makes this my third year on the team. Every year I live 10 months for 2. In case you dont pick out what I am saying, it gist that I clutch 10 months in Armonk to go to my dearie place on man for only 2 months. summer dwelling ground Starlight is my special place. I live way over vitamin D words that describe what camp means to me. There is one word though that arouse sum up how I feel about camp. Home. That is what camp is and it is why I wait 10 long months every year. \nI remember quad years ago I came home from a soccer practice with a affect waiting for me at my house. It wasnt draped in wrapping p aper, it wasnt an object, and it didnt progress to a bow sitting on the box. It was running roughly my front yard and...