5 questions

1. Why did you decide not to go to college right out of high school?
2. Who influenced you the most in high school? What made them so special to you?
3. What provoked you to go back to college? What steps did you have to take to be able to do so?
4. How did you decide what you wanted to major in?
5. Good or bad what events stuck out the most during your high school career?

These are just random five questions I have chosen. They aren’t in any order right now. I want to ask these questions because I feel they will give me good information to put into my paper to make it interesting and organized. My mother went through a lot as a high school student and up into her college career. These questions will help to understand more about what she went through and what she had to over come in order to achieve an education. Also it will also tell me who helped influence her in her decisions and also who helped her out through her tough times. Along with these questions I have other questions as well. These are the most important ones in my opinion. Hopefully these questions will also give me the information I need to write an interesting paper that keeps the reader interested, as well as shows my mother’s education experience throughout her life.

childhood memory

When thinking of a childhood memory, a lot of different events throughout my childhood comes to my mind. When narrowing it down to one specific event it would have to be when I fell from a tree. This may not seem like the most happy memory, but its definitely the most memorable. I was in the second grade and my brother and I were playing tag outside of a friends house. We stopped for a brief moment because my brother decided to climb a tree which in my mind was a form of “cheating”. We argued over the issue for a while then I decided to “show up” my brother by not only climbing the tree but also hang upside down from the branch that stretched outward. I didn’t think this through at all. The branch snapped and gravity pulled me down with great force. At the bottom of a tree there was a stump that stuck up and came to a sharp point. This stump cut into my the skin on my back from the top of my tail bone up to the top of my spine. I screamed with pain and sprinted home with blood leaving a trail behind me. When I finally got home, my mom laid me on my stomach and put a towel and other cleaning stuff on my back. I cried consistently until there was no fluid left in my eyes. My brother and father went and got burger king to surprise me with. This seemed to make everything better at the time.

Task 2 Ideas

I am interested in interviewing my mother. Even though her education might not be as different as many people would think due to her age I beg to differ. At first she did not go to college right out of high school. I think she would be interesting because she overcame a series of events in her life that had prevented her from going to college but, she was strong enough to complete college and become a nurse. I would ask her alot of questions about her high school experience as a whole, what things she did for fun, how she got along with others, what was sociallably exceptable. Also I would ask her what kinds of things went through her mind after high school and what made her finally go back to college. Problems I may have would be getting off topic a little bit because she is my mother/best friend and I do tend to babble on about her.

Response to Labels and Stereotypes

Labels and sterotypes made up by random sorts of people in different communities influence the way others around them think. If a person says “that sweaters is out of style” majority of the people that hear them will make sure they don’t wear something similar to that specific sweater. Most of the time people only listen to either their friends, the trendsetters, or some celebrity. When stereotypes are created and people choose to follow them then it takes them away from being different or an individual. A prime example of a stereotype is that a lot of people judge a person by appearance at first glance. If a guy wears tight jeans and a tight shirt a lot of people around him may stereotype him as a “fag”, “queer”, “douche”, or “homo” without even knowing if he is gay or not. If a guy is called gay using these labels most people around him would view him differently. Guys would most likely be mean to him just because of the way he dressed when actually that just may be his sense of style. People shouldn’t judge others just because of their appearance and what they choose to wear. A guy that is straight may wear the exact same thing as a guy who chooses to be gay. Either way it shouldn’t be stereotyped to be a big deal. Labels and stereotypes in my opinion are over rated. Like I said before it keeps people from being their own individual person. Instead of labeling something or someone in my opinion you should keep those thoughts to your self.

Response to what do u remember of your own grandparent of importance to your family

For as long as I can remember, my father has been nothing but a shadow in my life. He’s been around very little in my journey of growing up which made it very difficult on my mother. My grandfather witnesses his daughter’s situation and stepped in. My grandfather was nothing extraordinary to others but to me he was a superhero. He became my father figure when my real father would choose to go to the bars and create a different image of himself. He taught me how to ride a bike, how to shoot a basketball correctly and other things that a normal father would do. Countless laughter spilt out of my mouth from his jokes whether they were not funny or not I laughed. I thought that’s the least I could do for all he’s done for me. My mother greatly appreciated his help as well. She no longer would have to stress on how much a baby sitter would cost or be worried about how my brother or I would turn out without a father figure in our lives. He relieved a lot of pain and stress in all of our families lives. When I was about sixteen and a sophomore at Grand Haven High School, my father attempted to slide his way back in my life like nothing had happened. He thought that going to one basketball game would make up for his decisions in the past. As much as it hurt me I told him to look at my grandfather who was isolated in his corner at the top of the stands. The only one next to him was my mother whose look on her face was very worried. I told him that my grandfather took his place and that he was the one who was there for me when I really needed a father. To this day I still consider my grandfather as a father and I love him with all of my heart.

Task 1 Thoughts

At first when given the assignment for task one, I was overwhelmed with ideas that had popped into my head. I have thought of many people, places or events that are in my life that I could easily write about. For people i've narrowed it down to my mom, my grandpa, my first basketball coach, my brother, my friend who had passed away when I was in 8th grade, my father or my best friend. For places i've narrowed it down to the outdoors, my room and a basketball court. For events I have the first time I touched a basketball, playing varsity as an underclassman, or my childhood. Ive narrowed it down to those things and even though I have alot of ideas its because as of right now thats all i can narrow it too. All these ideas all mean significance to me in some way, shape or form.  Problems that i'm worried about would be that sometimes when i write about certain events I have a tendency to get to into the emotion. I anticipate that hopefully I will not do this when writing for task 1. I don't really have any questions for this task.

A Little About Me

My name is Paige Wilds. I was born in Muskegon, Michigan which is about 20 minutes away from Grand Haven. Grand Haven is where I grew up all my life. Its right on the beach of Lake Michigan and is where I spend a lot of my time in the summer. The only bad thing about living on the beach is having to deal with all the tourist that come along and take up space. It gets very frustrating to deal with and somewhat annoying. I graduated from Grand Haven High School this past spring with athletic honors and over 430 classmates.


I have one brother who just turned 20 this past summer. His name is Bishop and he’s like my best friend. Most siblings do not get along for one reason or another however, our relationship is very different. We hardly ever fight and when we do its usually because we take each others basketball shorts or shoes. Those fights don’t last long at all. I know he always has my back no matter what. For as far back as I can remember we’ve always been the way we are today. I mean we’ve had a couple rough patches but we always mended them together. As well as my friend I like to think of him as one of my coaches as well. This is because ever since I was old enough to understand how to play basketball and soccer he’s pushed me to become a better athlete. Most of the time we’d play against each other or he’d rebound for me and sometimes worked out together. I like it when we played 1 on 1 because I always played my hardest then because then I'd get bragging rights. He made it so I wouldn’t be afraid of anything whenever I played and he’d also invite me to play with his friends who just happened to be guys. He’s been there for me all my life and he means a lot to me. Along with my brother being a huge part in my life, my mom is as well. I could talk about her all day about everything she’s done for me but I don’t know if anyone would appreciate that except her. Her name is Tami and she is ultimately my Best friend. I can turn to her for anything I need. She’s always there for me to support me, push me and guide me in the right path. She is the reason I am the way I am today. Everything I do or say is because of her. I consider myself very lucky to have a mom like her because I know some children don’t even have parents nonetheless have one who’s as special to me as she is. I love her and I would be completely lost without her.

Like I mentioned before I love playing basketball. I used to play volleyball and soccer and run cross country/track. I gave all the sports up so I could focus completely on basketball. I’ve played since as far back as I can remember and played year round. I’ve had four knee surgeries on my right knee and an elbow surgery as well all from playing sports. Four of them are from basketball. Graduating from high school all my hard work paid off because I accomplished my goal of getting a scholarship to play in college. In my free time besides being active in sports, I like to listen to music, hangout with friends, run and do anything artistic. (draw, paint sculpt, exc.)

I’m not a huge fan of reading but if I do find a good book then I will have no trouble reading it. I do like to write for the most part depending on what the subject is about. I believe a lot of thoughts and feelings of the writing come out in the way they write. it’s a way of expression. Whenever im upset about something I usually will right about it in some way. Most of the times I write poems to express the way im feeling.