By: Michaela Brown
I will never be able to forget how excited I was that day. It was the first field trip of my first grade year. I had been waiting weeks to go on this field trip, not only because we got to leave school, but also because we were going swimming at a public pool. I had been swimming since I was three, while some of the other kids in my class did not know how to swim at all.
Michaela Brown learned how to swim at 3 years old.
Ever since I was little, I always enjoyed singing. I would sing songs from “The Little Mermaid,” trying to copy Ariel’s beautiful voice. Then when my mom joined the band Corban, she let my siblings and I climb on stage to help them sing one of their songs.
Michaela (right) and I began singing at a young age.
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Trujillo, Peru – 2003
During this time in my life, my parents were greatly involved in the Alianza Cristiana y Misionera América Sur (Christian and Missionary Alliance of South America) church. Dad had to be at the church almost every night of the week to lead Bible studies, preach or plan an event. Continue reading
I grabbed my mom’s hand as we were invited into the principal’s office. I sat down next to both my parents in the chairs across the principal’s desk. I stared at the floor as my parents requested to speak with my first grade teacher. After calling her, the principal turned back to my parents.
“Okay, tell me what happened from the beginning,” the principal said.
Everyone has something they are afraid of more than anything. When I was a kid, I was deathly afraid of fire.
I do not remember when or why I decided fire was scary, but I know that by my third birthday I could not even be in the same room as fire. When my mom brought out my birthday cake with the candles lit, I ran from the room and refused to go back in until the candles were blown out. So, my parents had one of the other kids blow them out for me. That is the first time I remember being afraid of fire. Continue reading