Dinner table

I remember as a kid my dad and I would play cards at night at the table, and he would always win the game,the game we would play was solitaire.

I don't know how he did it but it was pretty crafty. I have to say it was awesome that we would play in general, Because my dad was not into people yes even his kids if know what I mean.

He had a hard child life so he became mean and hard to deal with, so for him to take the time to play cards, it was not common to see him in this mood, but we had fun playing.

One of the things that he somehow was able to do in a card game was end up with all the aces, he did it every time, I think it was a skill that he had. it would drive me crazy so I would just deal with it.

My dad has pass since but that will be in my memory for the rest of my life.

''FRIENDSHIP''

My story today is about, how my friend helped me.
When I got separate in my first marriage.
She was my neighbor beside my friend.

The night we didn't have a place to sleep .
I was my self with my kids and their clothes
but she help me, she gave to me her other aparment,
also she gave to me plates,cups,forks and the most important thing,
her friendship. I always be grateful for everything that she did for me and my kids.
Her name is ''YOLANDA''

'' BLOOD ''

I will never forget my blood, for who I am here. I am grateful with my parents for giving me the life, the bood. I know now how they felt. At this time. I am a parent too.

And I understand why they're always trying to protect us. Our health, our life. No matter how young or old you are, or how mean or good person you are. They are always going to protect you. Like I do now with my kids, to take care of them because they are part of me, part of my life. They are my blood , my present, my future. So my message is just be GRATEFUL.

'' A SNOW MEMORY ''

I remember when I was a child.
We were living in Chiuahua, Mexico in the mountains.
Every winter we were waiting for the snow. My mom always in the summer time she colleted the most firewood as she could use in the snow time.

And also our house didn't have windows. So to keep our bodies warm she would burn alot of wood in the chimney and we would fall asleep like a little babies.

Also my mom always made for us an '' ICE CREAM '' using snow, milk and sugar. we loved the snow like that. the taste was like a piece of heaven to me. We didn't know before about a real ice cream .
Now over here I like the snow . But not to eat. I like to look the mountains, Specially when the snow is falling. these mountains, look like the mountains in my town.They are always green like a beautiful garden in the spring time.

" A Snow Memory"

I remember when I was little, and for me to see the first snowflake, was like opening my first Christmas present. Exciting!! I ran to the window, asking my mom and dad if Christmas was here. I thought Santa Clause was coming to town. The more and more it came down, the more I got impatient. Even though I didn't want to be patient, I knew I had to.
I asked my mom if I could go outside to play in it. The moment she said I could, I shot out the back door like a bolt of lighting.
The first moment when I touched the snow, it was soft and melted away like if it was on a hot day. I didn't know what to do. My hands turned as numb as if I sat on them all day. I had to run inside and warm up by the fire, like I was in the middle of no where trying to stay alive.
It was awesome, but like any child, who doesn't like the snow? Especially when there are so many things that you do in the snow: Build a snowman, have a snowball fight, and make snow angels. Lots and lots of fun!!

SNOW

I had been here in the United States since August 2006, an I had never seen snow at that time. I really thought that it would be the cutest thing ever, and it was, but just if you can see it falling down from your house's window or playing outside with it. After that, I think it is as scary as a horror movie, especially if you have to drive on it, and your car slides all over the icy ground like a skating figure.
I still remember that day as if it were yesterday and I still feel in a "BLIND ALLEY" like I felt in that moment when my car slid. It was and will continue being one of the scariest moments in my entire life.

Snow

I always like snow. Sometimes, early in the morning, I look out side and find there is pure white and clean every where. It looks like a different world. I feel like there is no trouble, no arguing, no harm, no sickness. There is only peace, peace, and peace.
It is a different story when I am driving in the snow. I try to stay at home as much as I can. If I have to go out side, I am driving like I walk, step by step. Even though, it is a little hard to drive in the the snow, I still love the snow.


Kisun

A Snow Memory

I remember when I was ten years old coming back to Colorado Springs
from Pueblo it was as if the world was coming to an end. People on the
highway were slipping like a banana peel was on the ground. We saw all
kinds of car crashes, so my mom decided to drive slow and carefully.
It took a long time to get back to Colorado Springs, but we made it. Right
when we were just five minutes away from the house, a car almost hit
us, but my mom held her horses and got home safely. That's one
memory I'll never forget.

my life has changed

Man......Have you ever found out something that changed your life? well I have! SO to get to the point of my blog I found out that my girl is ten weeks pregnant. She told me a couple of days after she found out. She thought that I would be mad. She was scared to tell me so when she did I didn't want it to be true.because I really didn't want a kid...Now that I have one on the way!!(July 30 of next year).I have to get my self together.I decided to go in to the Marines. So I can make sure that my kid has a better life than I ever did. That's why I am here now. That's my change to the people that care to read this blog.

(p.s open to names that mean something)

SNOW

A long time ago when I was a child, I saw pictures with snow or movies were the snow is falling like the rain. It was extraordinary. In my country it is very rare to have an event like this. Especially in my city, because the weather most of the time is warm. The time when I came over here it was amazing, I got shocked. Never imagined that one day I would feel the coldness of the snow. It was very soft like the dew in the morning as the sunset in my city. The sunset in my city is fresh and cold. I loved to watch the snow when it is falling because that looked like a rain of cotton balls. And when the floor is full of this, the view is like a cloud when no one stepped on it. In the night it looked like the day. I love the falling of the snow. It was a wonderful experience to know it.

The Black Friday

Each year, every store has a big sale after Thanksgiving. Usually, the stores are opened normal days and times, and have sales. Recently, a let of stores opened up at unusual times. A lot of the people are crazy about that. Early in the morning, the time for the good steep they go shopping before the stores open. It looks like the they are very excited and greedy. The shopping day after Thanksgiving, called "Black Friday," one employee died when he opened the door. Many people broke the doors down and ran over him at Wal-Mart in New York.
It is a very sad story. I don't like the stores marketing this kind of sales that incite the action of mass groups of people.

MY BEDROOM WHEN I WAS A CHILD.

This is my bedroom story.
My bedroom was little. My mom, my grandma, my brother, my sisters and me.
We were sleeping in the same room.
The room was special because when it rained in the summer, My mom would always cover my brother up with a piece a plastic over his blanket. so he wouldn't get wet from the rain leaking from the ceiling on his side.
I also remember when my sister Brisa would always get in trouble for taking her cookies to the room,
she wouldn't eat them right away,
but would wait for everyone to fall asleep and then eat them,
she would make noises like a mouse.
I now realize all of the special memories that the bedroom held for me.
I will never forget my bedroom when I was a child.

Singing

Singing is a big part of my life. I'm in a band at our church, and some of the members are teenagers except for me and one of my daughters.

We travel to other churches and perform live. It's exciting because these kids are awsome to work with, they bring out the youth in me.

Basicly what we sing is rock-roll. We change the words of worldly songs to christian, I have to say it's alot of work but we have a blast doing it.