Growing Up As a Child In My Family

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I was born and raised in Saint Louis, Missouri in 1974. I have two brothers and two sisters, were we lived in a four bedroom house growing up. My father worked at the Post Office. My mother was a homemaker. My father was a very hard worker, who was the bread winner in the house, while my mother stayed at home and took care of us. My parents made sure there was stability in the home making sure we were protected and safe. My brothers were the youngest of the girls, they were very spoiled by everyone in the home running and jumping everywhere playing ball throughout the backyard. My sisters and I were very different , my sisters played paper dolls house, while I lived in my own imagination and dreams. I’ve always thought my two sisters were jealousy of me. I was much pretty then them and extremely skinny. My interest were to become a singer and actor, while my sister’s interest was playing with dolls, and playing house. We lived in a four bedroom ,one in half bathroom, with a very big backyard. The house was kept very organize and clean which my mother made sure we did our daily chores. As far as the neighborhood it was city living convenient stores located on just about every corner. We would go every day to one of the stores to get some penny candy. My mother put all her children in county schools, she didn’t like the local (public) schools around the neighborhood. The memorable moment was when we went to the drive-in theater every Saturday night as a family. We would get on top of the hood car to watch the movie in the warm beautiful weather laughing and joking together. It made me so happy when I think of my family together. My overall feeling about me growing up as a child in my family would be I won’t change that life for nothing in the world. A feeling of true love, happiness, security and stability that a family can have growing up as a child in my own
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