Summer struck and I came to be. Mom and dad not ready for the new addition but grew to love me as I grew. A purple dinosaur was what entertained me, up until a group of teenagers dressed in different color tights, distracted me from my attention. Two seasons later, I became a sibling to a little girl. Since I had a little sister to play with, it was not until seven years later my mom and dad wanted us to have a baby brother to play with. I had my brother and sister through the worst of times, which came so fast time, could not contain it. Though the best time we have had, was when we saw new people while traveling.
Growing up was not hard to do but took time and little effort. Maturity is one that the majority has difficulty perfecting, and I fall in that category. Maturity takes time and effort and wanting to make a change in your attitude and in the way you look at things.
People telling you your to small to lead a nation, but too big to get on rides. Yes, I have what is called a weight problem but I’m not the only one. I have been use to being called “fat” or “chubby,” since I was in the eighth grade, though I don’t get it as often as I use to, which is good. My diet contains mostly Mexican food which is real fatty if you eat more than one serving, which I’m guilty of, but getting better at that.
The best way I can describe myself in a word is “incomplete,” for now. I feel as though I am not finished with what I am made to do for the world and therefore have time to perfect myself in different areas in my life. Also not sure of what it is I am suppose to do for the world but have faith that one day I will be needed.
Grace Centeno
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