Eighth Grade Works
...Here are samples of the Eighth Grade Asian Studies of Legacies...
Mother
Jessica C.
A Father's Legacy
I have chosen to write about my stepfather. He came into our family of my two older sisters and I and our mother approximately two years after the death of my father. I was twelve years old. I was too young to call our step-father by his first name and it was too soon to replace the memory of my father, so I and my siblings always called him formally by his last name.
Our stepfather was a kind and quiet man. He was always respectable and treated my mother as a queen. It was clear she was in charge of the house and the management thereof, which included my siblings and I and he was in charge of bringing home his pay check, the cars and exterior of the house. This arrangement worked like fine tuned musical instruments until he had to say good-bye to his best friend, my mother on June 21 of 2008.
My stepfather taught me, the youngest, many things. My mother and he never had any children of their own, so I became the willing subject of many of my stepfather’s lessons; how to fix ones car, and put worms and crickets on fishing hooks and his most prized lessons of, how to win at playing pool. During these particular latter lessons, many life lessons were expounded upon. How to treat people when you’ve been unjustly treated, (with kindness), how to stand for what is right, (tall and steadfast), how to address an angry crowd, (with gentle words) and how smile when your heart is breaking, (look towards God and never give up).
I hope I pass these lessons to my children and people that I come in contact with – to show the love of God to everyone – to treat everyone as if s/he were a brother or sister. These lessons are indeed a legacy.
Our stepfather was a kind and quiet man. He was always respectable and treated my mother as a queen. It was clear she was in charge of the house and the management thereof, which included my siblings and I and he was in charge of bringing home his pay check, the cars and exterior of the house. This arrangement worked like fine tuned musical instruments until he had to say good-bye to his best friend, my mother on June 21 of 2008.
My stepfather taught me, the youngest, many things. My mother and he never had any children of their own, so I became the willing subject of many of my stepfather’s lessons; how to fix ones car, and put worms and crickets on fishing hooks and his most prized lessons of, how to win at playing pool. During these particular latter lessons, many life lessons were expounded upon. How to treat people when you’ve been unjustly treated, (with kindness), how to stand for what is right, (tall and steadfast), how to address an angry crowd, (with gentle words) and how smile when your heart is breaking, (look towards God and never give up).
I hope I pass these lessons to my children and people that I come in contact with – to show the love of God to everyone – to treat everyone as if s/he were a brother or sister. These lessons are indeed a legacy.