Availability and freshness of food and herbs determined how long the shopping trip would be. She, along with help from her husband, prepared items such as herbs and onions, all week in order to be ready for her big meal on the weekend. Even though the mother prepared many dishes to serve a lot people, she prepared only the best. Mother appeared to be resentful to be constantly cooking; she didn’t do any less from week to week. All in all it appeared that she thrived on the compliments and wishes she received for her efforts.
The father takes his daughter’s hand and invited her to share a waltz with him. This shows that she is a lady and must be treated like one. This dance is very special and is great entertainment and memories for those attending. This Mexican festival has now been adopted by many other Hispanic counties and even carried over to the U.S. Celebrations are now bigger and better as years pass. It is now very common among Latino families to have a Quinceañera for their daughter's coming of age.
The clock that she had bought with her own money had been destroyed along with other various school supplies. She was grading papers when we got there and didn’t notice us at first. We told her that we had tried to sell cookie dough to Mr. Walters and Mr. Voltz but they wouldn’t buy any. She felt sympathy for us and agreed to be our first customer. In conclusion, to try to raise money for senior prom, Riley and I tried to sell cookie dough to Mr. Walters, Mr. Voltz, and Mrs. Kodrich.
We had finally figured out what the doctors met by a puzzle falling apart we could finally see that she was only a shell of her former self. It was about March of 2014 when she could no longer make in to the restroom and time so we have to start her on diaper not understanding the whole thing she would take her soiled diaper off and hide it any and everywhere we would found soiled diaper and clothes everywhere around the house; in her bed, under the bathroom sink, in the clean clothes, even in the kitchen. Then come the day when she started to give up she longer wanted to even walk to the restroom. I would have to help her and push her to walk to take a shower or use the restroom. This started to because a daily process that she thought was use being mean to help daily she didn’t understand I was trying to help her.
(Sauberman) Ultimately, due to misjudgments and mistakes the Iroquois Theater burned down, killing a total of 602 people; because of this, stricter theater fire codes were passed. During Christmas vacation a play called Mr. Bluebeard was playing at the Iroquois Theater; and parents took their children to see it. At the beginning of the second act of the play, a spark from an arc light flared up and caught a drop curtain on fire. At first audience members didn’t think much of the flash of light, thinking it was part of the play. (Taylor) The spark then burst into flames, with the fire expanding rapidly behind the stage.
I distinctly remember the first time my grandma left me the dreaded chore list. It was a simple list- DUST & VACUUM LIVING ROOM- but I had foreboding feeling that this was going to be a permanent thing, and knowing my grandma, was not going to stay so simple. Boy was I right! That list grew to include: WASH DISHES; FOLD LAUNDRY; SWEEP AND MOP KITCHEN; COOK DINNER.
Where I used to cook 3 course meals, now my daughter just asks me to taste the food for the right spices. The problem that I don’t cook anymore is that I had problems standing when I had to cook. I would have to stand and sit in intervals of 10 minutes because standing in one position would cause me to have pain in my neck, lower back, legs and feet. It got pretty tiresome just to cook a meal. Also, if I had to carry something over to the sink, I was always afraid to lose my grip.
It was an easy fix though and nothing in comparison to the great job she did on the cake. She even provided a “smash cake” for my son. It was great! It was certainly a very pleasant surprise and a lesson learned for next year. The Villain!
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.
My sister was working, which meant it was only my niece and I alone at the house. A note was left on the counter that read ‘you guys need to do laundry and wash the dishes if you think you’re going anywhere tonight. Also, if you take the car, put gas in it. Love, Cinda.’ With that being said, we did some chores so that we could go out for the day, like we planned. We decided to make a huge breakfast and dance around the house with the music blasting, having a great time.