This post is an essay that I wrote for my junior year of high school/freshman year of college English class. It’s a personal literacy essay where I discuss my experience with books. I hope you like it. Throughout my entire life, including now, people always recognize me by my hair. Curly, brown, and perpetually frizzy hair. My trademark. Although hair is important to who I am, I think books will forever be the biggest part of me. According to my mother, I started reading when I was 3, I can’t corroborate that since I don’t remember being 3. In fact, I don’t remember much of my childhood. But I remember the books I read. There were 3 extremely important books that have shaped my entire life, or at least my life until now, but I can almost guarantee that they will always be important to me. These books represent different types of reading, or different reasons you might read. The first type is reading for knowledge, represented by the Egyptology book. As a child I wa
This month, I took a 1 week trip to Monterrey, Mexico to visit family and explore the town. It was extremely hot and I ate so many tacos and burritos that I got tired of them, and if you know me in real life, you know that that's practically impossible. This post will mainly be pictures because 1. my mom and I took many pictures and 2. I have a terrible memory, especially when it comes to trips. I first need to talk about my aunt's ancient dog, Nacho. Technically, he isn't ancient, but he is. He's 15 in human years, which means he's 76 in dog years, according to this calculator. The first thing we did after taking a full day of rest (which consisted of 2 long naps for me) was go to the Tres Museos . We only got to go to 2 of the 3 museums, which kinda sucks, but we still had an amazing time. I love this top so much I'd wear it to the grocery store. These 2 pictures are of clothes from the colonial era of Mexico (I think). I'm 99% sure this is a C