Blog Entry : Food!

Growing up in a Mexican home all you would eat is home cooked meals. My mom would cook for us at home rather then to go out and eat fast food or as my dad will call “trash”. As you can tell by now both my parents were raised the old fashion way were all you would eat is Mexican home cooked meals. My mother loved to cook for us a family of six. I remember my mom would tell us come help me out with this so you can lean when you get older. At the age of twelve my mom would want us to be in the kitchen with her and help her out with the food. Mother would tell us come help me that way you can learn and cook for yourself. So later in life you can cook for your own family, just like how am cooking for you. My parents wouldn't really want to take us out and eat fast food rarely would they take my sisters my brother and I. Since my parents  were thought at a young age eating a home cooked meal is the best for you. If they did take us out a eat fast food it would be as a little treat for us. The days my parents would take us out and eat somewhere else rather then home it would be on a Saturday or maybe a Sunday. When they did take us out and eat it they would take us to McDonald's, Toppers or to a Mexican restaurant. When I was younger I remember eating my chicken nuggets and fries when we would go and eat at McDonald's I remember I loved going to McDonald's because of the play ground. At the time I guess it didn't really bother me that my parents would only take us out and eat fast food on a Saturday or Sunday I was a little girl and since I could remember I was thought to eat Mexican home cooked meals at a young age.
Compared to when I was a little girl things have changed and if I want to I will eat fast food I don’t have my parents telling me other wise. Now that am grown up I can see what fast food does to you. I can see that eating to much of it is unhealthy and it can lead to serious problems. In a regular basis I try to avoid fast food. Don’t get me wrong I love fast food but I know that if I eat to much of it  at the end its not going to be worth it. Yes I do eat fast food every now and then but if I had the choice not to eat fast food I wont I would much rather eat a home cooked meal. The way my parents raised me it did affect how I eat I don’t eat fast food as much only every now and then as a littler treat for myself.

                                            The Birth of a Child
  It was around seven in the afternoon I had just came from banner practice. As usual as soon as I came home I went straight to my room. When I went to my room I noticed that my sister Jessica wasn't their. That was unusual I thought to myself she would  always be their when I would come from my practice but today she wasn't their I had a weird feeling but I didn't really paid attention to the fact that I didn't see her in my room. Then I decide to ask my mother were Jessica could be. My mother respond was “I just saw her a minute ago“. I started to worry because I had just remember last night  over heard Jessica talking to her boyfriend about a baby. As soon as I heard that come out of her mouth I freaked out instantly I decided to call Jessica. Jessica did not answer my calls so then my mother decided to call her as well and no luck she wouldn't answer her phone until finally she picked up the phone. My mother asked Jessica, “were are you”? I remember Jessica staying quiet for a second but the she replied with an “am pregnant so I left” I remember my mother crying as soon as Jessica said she was pregnant, but my mother told Jessica, “were are you? I’m going to get you”!. when my sister heard what my mother had sad to her she clicked. Then my mother asked me if I knew were my sisters boyfriend lived and I said no I don’t really know what house. Mother told me just to tell her by were I thought he lived so did as she told me. As soon as we got to were I though he had lived my mother started to knock door to door to see were my sister was. Finally my mother found my sister mo mom was telling my sister come lets go tot the house and my sister would reply with a no am staying here. So then my sister boyfriend parents told my mother that they would go over to talk to my parents and settle this once and for all. Mother and I got back in the car and we drove home as soon as we got home my mother started to cry in front of my older sister Jocelyn telling her that my sister doesn't know what she doing why did she do this. An hour later when they came to talk  to my parents they had told my parents that Jessica was his responsibility starting today that he will take her to live with him and he did . Never will I forget how I disappointed I felt about my sister I wasn't disappointed because she was pregnant but the way she left. I remember I told myself why “would my sister put my parents in this situation”? why? did she leave out of the no were? why disappoint our parents when we knew what was expected from us, I remember I told myself I will not want to hurt my parents the way she did  will try my best to make them proud of me.  For almost a week I didn't talk to my sister I was mad at her. Till it hit me that I should talk to my sister Jessica no matter what she had done and the choices she had made one thing will never change and that was that no matter what she was always going to be my sister. Also I started to think I been selfish who knows what she’s been going through she probably needs me more than anything. So as soon as I saw my sister at school I told her if we could talk. When we started to talk remember apologizing and trying to understand her. The conversation was over and we hugged it out and Jessica started to tell me what has been changing and how she feel when she feel the baby’s kicks. As the moths passed we got closer and things started to fall into place. We found out the sex of the baby and we were all excited that it would be a girl. I remember the day my mother found out the sex of the baby she told me lets go shopping and we did all we bought was baby clothes my mother was so happy she couldn't wait to meet her. Finally only one more moth to go and my sister had told us what she already knew what to name the baby, it was “Nathalie” my mother started ti cry and said that is a beautiful name and  that she couldn't wait to meet Nathalie. The next day we went to school I remember my mom decided to take us to high school together because that day was the day we bough our graduation gown. My mother was so happy that of us were going to graduating. Everything was fine until it was nutrition time and I got a called from my sister saying she was at the hospital. As soon a I heard that my sister was in the hospital I wanted to head over to the hospital but I knew I had to wait till I school was over so my mother can come and pick me up. Finally school was over and my mother came for me and we headed on over to the Ventura Hospital. Then when we go to her room we heard he screaming the doctor said its almost time to push. My sister started to get contraction after contraction. Finally the doctor and the nurse came and said Jessica is time to push. As soon as the nurse told her to push I remember thinking to myself  “why do we have to go through so much pain as a women” “why do men have it easy”? When I saw in how much pain my sister was in I started to feel as if I was the one giving birth. Little by little I started to feel light headed so I got out of the room so I could catch my breath I was so exhausted of just watching her go through so much pain I could only imagine what she was actually experiencing. After a minute or so I went back in and I was happy I decided to go back in because my niece was almost here. One more push the doctor said and finally Nathalie came to this world. My mother, my sister Jocelyn and I started to cry we were so happy that Nathalie was born. Finally I became an aunt.

My Name

My name is Kimberly Flores. The way I got my name is I guess you can say its pretty

funny and I might add a bit embarrassing. The reason why is cause my parents didn't

know what to name me. By that time I already two older sister and my parents decided to

ask my sisters what my name should be. To be fair at the time both my sister were obsess

with this show called The Power Rangers. I’m pretty sure most of you have heard of

them and well both my sisters favorite power ranger was the pink one obviously so they

both decided to tell my parents my name should be Kimberly like the pink power ranger.

So then both my parents agreed that my name should be Kimberly. Basically both my

sister named me.

The name Kimberly is suppose a sweet compassionate girl that finds the beauty in

everything and that she is always willing to give a helping hand oh so I read. But to me

the name Kimberly is not really unique name I have meet so many Kimberly’s in

the past. Nonetheless it doesn't bother me that my name is common though I would like

for it to be unique but oh well I can complain.

I wouldn't want to change my name because that would be odd. Plus my sisters chose

this name because for them in some way they loved it and that means something to me. I

wouldn't want to change my name. Also I can not imagine myself with another name. I

would feel as if I have to be different in some way like if am not the same person. As if

am living a different life.

My past 

When I was a little girl all I remember is always being outside playing on the play ground 

that we had out in the back yard. Those happy memories it may seem like nothing really but 

to a little girl like me it was. Another thing that I remember from when I was a little girl is 

when I had my first dog. He was the most cutes puppy! I remember I was so happy to 

have puppy to take care of him and to always play with him. I loved that puppy  I remember 

I was trying to come up with the best name he could ever have. One of the names I 

thought of calling him was snowball because he was white and fluffy but at the end my 

little brother said to me why don’t we call him spike. So that was his name my first 

puppy was named spike. 

Present 

As I keep growing up I remember I started to feel left out. The reason why I started to 

feel left out was because I would see that my sisters were heading of to school. So then I 

told my mother that I would love to start school as well. My mom then did take me 

school. A three year old going to pre-school  oh I remember I was the happiest littler girl. 

Future

My future like everybody else I hope and pray to god  that I will have a bright future. I 

know that I want to finish school and get my bachelors in biology. And have a job as a  

nurse or a dental hygienist. I could only hope to be happy with my job with life. Just 

enjoying life to find my true love if his out their. Get married with my soulmate and have a family. But 

above all I wish to be someone that my parents and myself will be prod,happy with the way my life turned 

out to be.