Isadri's English Blog

 I feel most at peace in my bed, especially if it's cold out. The reason why is because I've got like three blankets, so I'm nice and warm. Also, in the morning before school my bed is the comfortable place I can be. For a moment before you fully open your eyes you don't remember no responsibilities, or school, or anything. Except for the fact you're comfortable and warm. That's why my bed is where I feel most at peace. 

I remember I was in my room when I heard my Father crying in his bedroom. I wish I could unhear that. It was the one year anniversary of my Grandfather's passing from pancreatic cancer. Never in my life had I ever seen him cry, not even at the funeral in Mexico. It sort of broke my illusions about my Dad, as some sort of unreachable adult. I saw him for what he was; human, just like me. Which was huge for my eleven year old self, who sort of held him on a pedestal. Not that it was a bad thing to cry, to mourn, but it was like a toddler finding out your mom has an actual name. Something a kid just couldn't previously comprehend. I remember it made me cry myself, like I finally understood the gravity of my Grandfather being gone. It was sort of an out of sight out of mind sort of thing, until in that moment it really hit. It just made me feel bad that my dad felt like he needed to hide and go through his feelings alone. So yeah, that's something I wish I could unhear.

A moment I felt I had the power to make a difference in someone else's life was when I was volunteering for a foundation I was a part of as a host for a cancer family. It was a little girl named Kathy, and she had been recently diagnosed. Once the doctors diagnose you, it's a blur of hospital visits, stress, and fear. This foundation aimed to give the whole family a chance to relax. Cancer is a disease that affects the whole family. My parents spent most of their time with Kathy's parents, and I was with her and her sister. I made sure they had fun and basically chaperoned them at the place we were at, which was the Great Wolf Lodge. Honestly, I had a lot of fun with those two girls, and having had cancer myself I think it helped them relate and relax more than they would have with a random person. Not to mention they didn't speak English, so we helped translate.  They were really shy at first, the whole family I mean. My dad has talked about it before but he has regret...

I went to Mexico to both see my family and get my braces off. It was really nice seeing them all because I hadn't been there in two years. HOWEVER, They got me more sick. Three of my cousins and my Dad, who had gone to Mexico earlier and me and my Mother, were sick. 'Boundaries' is not a real word in Spanish, and it showed. It's hard to not get sick if a family member is sick because of how everyone shares food, spaces, and even the general greeting of a hug and a kiss on the cheek. So I ended up with a little bit of everything, except for covid. The doctor even said I had somehow gotten something called Dengue, a virus that had been making rounds through mosquitoes. While the visit was nice, being sick the whole time was not. 4/10 holiday break overall. Goals: I would like to exempt all my finals, the reason being that I have already been accepted into the college I want to go to, and I would be less stressed and finally relax. Also to not be sick, pretty self explanat...