Guest Writer: Left Behind

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.

Mimi swimming

Michaela Brown learned how to swim at 3 years old.

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A day at Saint Patrick’s

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.

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Make a wish without candles

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