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My Sister My oldest sister is my best friend and the one sibling I am closest. She is one of the people I look up to the most because of how strong she is and everything she has gone through. A few years ago when my sister had come to give my family some exciting news. I wasn’t expecting her to say what she had said. She sat down my mom and I and told us she was moving her whole family to Las Vegas, Nevada. My mother was devastated and so was I. What was I going to do with my best friend living so far away? But not only was my friend leaving my nephew who I considered my little brother, she was also leaving.

When she first moved, it was very tough not being able to see her or my nephew whenever I wanted, but we still managed to stay as close as we were when she lived here. For the first couple of years, my sister her husband and my nephew would come back almost every holiday. Then she had added two more little girls to her family and traveling that often just wasn’t possible.

During the summer before my senior year, I decided I was going to plan a trip down to Nevada to see my sister and her family. It had been over a year since I had seen them and I'd been saving money all summer for this trip. So I was going to make sure that it happened. My mom was hesitant to let me go, because I would be flying by myself, even though I have gone there multiple times alone. So I decided I was going to bring my boyfriend with me so I wasn’t alone.

The next day we booked tickets to go down to Nevada in two weeks. Those two weeks were the longest two weeks of my life. I was so anxious to see my sister and had so much to do before I left. Not only was I going down there to see my sister, I was also going down there to look at the college I want to go to. So I had to set up everything to do that. Finally the two weeks passed and we were ready to leave. When we got to the airport, I was excited and nervous at the same time. The flight was long but we finally made it there.

After we finally made it off the plane, my boyfriend and I made it to our way across the airport and I spotted my sister. I had never been so happy to see my sister in my life. I was ready to spend these next two weeks with my sister and her family. The trip was amazing and I had a blast. The only thing that wasn’t good was the trip was so short. We did so much why we were down there and took a million pictures. I also was so excited to get to see the college I would be attending next fall, and it was amazing. I cannot wait for my next trip down there.

(This page added by Mrs. H - editing/revisions made 10/24)

MLK I couldn’t even imagine living in a world where everyone was separated by skin or hair color, or by height. The world would be extraordinarily different than it is now. Washington High School wouldn’t even probably exist right now if we were separated by the color of our skin. Washington is such a diverse school; there is a little bit of every nationality in our school. I like that our school is diverse because if I had to go to a school with all white kids I would get bored because everyone would be the same. Not only would things be boring nut would have to have so many different schools, stored ansd everything else because of how many different nationalities there are in just Sioux falls alone. If you moved to a big city there would have to be even more schools because they are even more diverse.

No only would my school's population be affected by being separated by the color of our skin but my whole social life would be effected. Most of my friends are not the same nationality as me, and I honestly couldn’t imagine my life without them. Even though their skin color might be a different color that doesn’t change who they are.

I don’t understand what would be the point of separating people by skin color. Skin color doesn’t effect the person you are on the inside. Skin color doesn’t make a person good or bad, ugly pretty, mean or nice, dumb or smart. So what would be the need of separating our world by skin color it is not going to stop anything. Things would still be the way they are now.

If I was told not to talk to some one because of their skin color, I would listen because that is cruel, not only is it cruel it just doesn’t make sense. I would never judge someone because of their skin color because like I said before skin color doesn’t make a person who they are.