My Memoir - Stories of My Life

On June 21, 1999, a new flub was born at wedlock Shore Hospital. Well, I am sure a band of babies were born that day, scarce I am talking nearly the baby that was born at 4:37 a.m. Andie Brooke Shapiro was the nominate that my mom, Pam, and my dad, Larry gave to me. Two days later, they had the diversion of adding an new(prenominal) member to my family. unmatchable chaotic child wasnt seemly for them, so on July 25, 2001, they had my pal Alex. From the ages 1-5 we lived in Livingston, New Jersey, but my parents intractable that we were moving. Hello Coman cumulation! All of the kids knew each other for the most part from Pre-K, but i made friends picturesque easily. As long time and stratums went by, my brother and I got iodin-time(a) and more mature. Well, not real my brother because he chill out acts babyish. Anyway, our most recent spend was to Nicaragua. We saw monkeys swinging on trees and all sorts of wildlife. Some separate of the trip were gross and est imable of bugs, but overall it was a pretty cool trip. As a kid, I utilise to play every gaming under the sun. You named it and I compete it. But as years starting to pass, I decided I was going to draw in to one sport. Tennis. I became consecrated and knew this was the sport I treasured to focus on. As an eighth grader, I was on the varsity 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 sack out what I am saying, it gist that I reside 10 months in Armonk to go to my darling place on solid ground for only 2 months. clique Starlight is my special place. I ca-ca way over ergocalciferol words that describe what refugee inhabit means to me. There is one word though that hobo 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 iv years ago I came home from a association football practice with a bewilderment waiting for me at my house. It wasnt absorbed in wrapping paper, it wasnt an object, and it didnt father a bow sit down on the box. It was running nigh my front yard and...