When Opal is out shopping for her dad, she comes across a stray dog causing mayhem in the Winn Dixie Grocery Store. The manager begs his employees to call the pound (a home for stray dogs) and Opal makes her move. She can't bear to let the mangy hound be locked away, so she tells the manager he is her dog. She calls him Winn-Dixie, as it's the first thing she can think of! When she arrives back at the caravan she lives in with her dad, he is incredibly shocked to hear his daughter begging him to let her keep a skinny, stinky, ugly stray, and he says a firm no.
Staying at home | |with her two small sons, she was the ultimate earth mother, gardening, canning fruits and vegetable, | |making her son’s clothes, stitching and knitting. “I macramed two hammocks,” she admits now. “I needed | |help.” | |That help came in the form of a blizzard in February 1979, which left her stranded at home for a week. | |In an age without four-wheel drive vehicles, getting down the hillside from where she lived was | |impossible. Morning kindergarten was canceled for a week.
Her father Louie did the entire house work and provided for Marguax and her mother; while he complained that neither of them did anything or appreciated him at all. She explains that “he did all the cooking and cleaning in our household, saying my mother was only capable of taking our clothes to be laundered; and buy groceries at the nearby mart…she always overbought and overspent,
Scout has never seen snow before, and when she does, she is afraid. Many six-year-olds see something for the first time and are immediately scared of it. Another example of Scout’s immaturity happens on the first day of school when Scout has Walter Cunningham over for lunch. Scout explains, “Walter poured syrup on his vegetables and meat with a generous hand. He would probably have poured it into his milk glass had I not asked what the sam hill he was doing” (24).
I never been in a house so beautiful. I always hated the color green and despised all green colors but I changed my mind when I saw George Washington's house. When I was in exploring his house, i saw he has weird but big beds and i was shocked because my bed is not even that big. I expected smaller beds. I learned how they had to live daily like when they had to use the bathroom outside in a
He remembers that they live in a big house, by the sea, where everything (especially the kitchen) is in order and clean thanks to his mother apart from his father’s room. This latter is always in disorder. There are books, clothes and ashes of cigarettes everywhere. When his sisters begin to read their father’s books, they become less interested in doing home tasks and decide to work at “Sea Food Restaurant” which doesn’t please the mother at all since,” ... she [says] the restaurant was not run by ‘our people’, and our ‘people’ did not eat there, and that it was run by outsiders for outsiders” (134). After his sisters get married, they go to live outside of Nova Scotia.
Everyone in town always wondered way Sally had her computer all the time, knowing the places she went did not have access to the internet. So, what could Sally be doing? On this warm and sunny spring day, Sally sat by the lake and she was just typing away. Could she be writing a story or could she be doing nothing? Sally was a very special girl who had lost her mother when she was young.
When my dad came back he told us that we couldn’t adopt Whitney yet. The Humane Society was closing in 10 minutes, so they weren’t doing any more adoptions tonight. We would have to come back first thing in the morning to adopt Whitney. While I sat in bed that night I thought about bringing Whitney home. I thought about how scared I was to go into the dog pound based on my misconception that they were all mean and aggressive.
They would always send me to church by myself every day while the other people that lived in the house would go to a soccer game or eat in a restaurant. Every time I wanted to spend time with my cousins to go out to the movies or the carnival they would get mad and make excuses so I wouldn’t go. On top of that they would always make me cook breakfast for like ten people every day, I do everything back home in Philadelphia but sending me to Puerto Rico for “vacation” was the worst thing that could’ve ever happen to me but as I recall vacation means time to relax and have fun but in the other hand they made me feel like a slave. One time they did a birthday party for my eight year old sister, they invited a lot of people and it turned out to be one of the biggest parties on the block. I know a party sounds like fun thing to do but it’s not fun when the party ends at four thirty in the morning and you have to pick up the trash and clean the whole house by yourself which in that case I was the only one who did all the cleaning.
The kids in my neighborhood were out running around and playing games whiles I was outside in the back yard jumping on the trampoline. I was an only child so I didn’t have any brothers or sisters to play with so I had to keep myself busy for the most part. A few months back my parents had bought me a really pretty bright pink princess bike for my birthday, I was so excited at the time I road it everywhere I went. Then after a while I started feeling like a little kid because I still had training wheels on and everyone else in my neighborhood didn’t, so I quit riding it because I wasn’t ready at the time to take the training wheels off. I was determined to learn to ride that bike that summer without any training wheels.