Monday, March 22, 2010

My Perfume

As I walk by, People can smell my sweet.
They ask what's the name of my perfume?
I don't say nothing, I keep walking and people want to meet.
They talk and assume.

I hear them talking and trying to know.
I turn around and say the color of the bottle is pink
They look at me and I say take a blow.
I turn around and wink.

No one will know the perfume's name.
My mother made it special.
There's no one to blame.
I will always have it special.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

My Sweet 15

 In my parents culture you celebrate your daughter's sweet 15. That means when the girl turns 15 they are suppose to make a party and enjoy the night dancing a presentation. When my parents told me they were going to make that party, I was pretty excited. Three months before we started to plan everything. My dress was yellow. I was inspired by the princess Bell. I had to start my dance. I had a teacher who teached me and my court how to dance. The day of the practice came and I was happy because everything seemed easy as well fun. As the time passed things started getting harder and the date of the party was right on the corner. I was really stressed out with school work, the dance, and a lot of homework. I started being frustrated and upset because the steps wouldn't come out right. I was so mad and I just wanted that everything would've ended. The teacher added new steps, four guys had to grab my feet and carry me up, meanwhile I had to keep my balance but I didn't and I fell down from a high height. I fell on the floor my back hurted really bad. The guys started laughing at me and I was really sensitive and I started to cry like a little baby. The guys stayed shut and the teacher tried to calm me down because I couldn't stop crying. When I was feeling better I didn't want to dance anymore I was really disappointed of my self for many reasons because I never cry in front of some one. I didn't want to dance and the teacher was begging me to dance. I said no many times. She told me that an accident of me falling down didn't mean anything. She said that everything was going to be okay but I would still say no. She told me that no matter what happens you can't give up that easily and those words got my attention. I felt really dumb acting like a little girl when I was suppose to be acting like nothing happened. I calm down and I apologize the guys that were dancing with me and they said it was okay. I kept on dancing and learn that I should never ever give up on the most important things in my life.