1. My story
I am a story you are a story my story begins in the UMC hospital, it
was a dark Friday night on June 6th 1997. My parents described the feeling
to me as a painful but wonderful event. I grew up in the same house in the
Philippines up until I was eleven years old that’s when my family moved
here to Canada. My Dads name is Mario Medina he works at Macdon
industries, my mom Jeanette Medina on the other hand works at Priority
Electronics. I still remember when my dad gave me “The talk” it was pretty
awkward learning about puberty but it helped me get ready when it actually
did happen. One of the sad moments in my life was when my parents came
home and told me that my mom had a miscarriage. I still remember crying
really hard in my room that day, it was pretty painful mostly cause I really
wanted to have a brother or sister back then. Another event that hurt me just
as much is when my grandma died on my seventh birthday because of stroke
it was actually her second time to get it. I still remember the day before she
passed away, My cousins and I were talking to her while she was lying down
in her bed she told me that everything was going to be ok and that we
shouldn’t worry about her and that everything was going to be fine and then
tears ran down my face after she told me that she wasn’t going to make it to
my birthday party, I didn’t cry cause of that but because its like she was
saying her goodbyes and that she was giving up. She died on that bed around
5 A.M the next day. But enough with my family lets get down to stories
about things that helped me be the teen I am today.
A lot of events took place in my life which helped me be well me but
one of the events that I think help me the most will probably be when I got
my first dog. I still remember when my parents brought me home a cute little
puppy on my 4th birthday, I still remember that cute little whine he did while
he was trying to get out of the box. I named him Carlo, Carlo was a
miniature dachshund he had thick golden brown fur he was pretty small but
he got longer as years passed by. He spent most of his afternoons with me in
our backyard, he was always there even if I was just doing homework he
would always just lie down near my feet and just curl up there while I do my
homework and when it was raining he would run up to me in my room and
just lie down next to my bed. But just like every dog there were times when
he was really annoying just like the time when he tried to eat my science
project and the time when he woke me up at 6:00 am on a Saturday morning

2. just to see that he peed on our floor. But now I really wish I can just have
him back and just hug him even for just a couple minutes. Cause I just woke
up on a normal march day and I still remember running over to his cage but
when I got there I just saw him lying down there and he wasn’t moving, I
found out later that day that he choked on a piece of plastic bag. This is just
one of the events that helped me be the teen I am today it helped me become
more independent but up to this day I still miss him terribly.
The way I see myself in the future is a successful Computer Engineer,
I would probably have a family by then and maybe travel a lot I would
achieve this by studying a lot and try to get good grades take Computer
Engineering in university and try to learn as much as I can about computers
and what I need to know to be more successful. But another one of my
choices is to be someone in the art of Computer Science I would probably be
living with my family in a big enough house and maybe with a dog or two.
Ill try to achieve this by taking Computer Science as my university course.
And I would probably have to learn a lot about math and computers.
Although A lot of things can happen in a few years I might change my goal I
might not but I plan on going by a saying I heard from one of my friends
“Find a job you love and never work for a day”.