Emma Ford-Dauber

I think that the most important thing to remember is to keep going. That means to never stop in the middle. If you stop in the middle than you will not achive what you were trying to do

My first memory of shool was when I was in fourth grade.It started when i came to school, I had the best teacher ever.My teacher would let the class have extra free time, and work time. Her name is Mrs. Hammil. She would also give me a big bag of candy, pencils,and little toys.

The teacher that influinced me the most was my fith grade teacher in Massachusetts, right befor I moved to California. She had a lot of enthusiasum and energy when she told her stories.The stories that she told weren't made up, they were from a book, like Harry Potter or something like that. My old teacher would read to my class at the end of every day. Some of the stories would be reay boring, but she made them sound so interesting. She influinced me to read a lot and some day if I worked realy hard I could tell stories just like her. I still practice today. I practice when I read for 20 minuts every day after homework.

I didn't really have any friends in elementary school. I was bullied for 3 years. I basically put my self in a hole. That means that I wasn't really open to anyone for a long time. When I moved to California I started to open up because I took this chance to start over. I met this girl in 6th grade and she was the person who I could trust. I am still friends with her. Even though she goes to a different shool we are still really close friends and we hang out on the weekends.

The way I would handle bullies. I would ignore them and I didn't know what else to do. I don't know why I didn't tell my parents right away. I would wait until it got to extrem, then I told my parents. They told the school principal and the school would not do any thing about it. My family told the the district police and that was when the school had to do something about it. After that I looked at the world in a different way. I treat people how I would want to be treated, most of the time even nicer.

I have a dad. He has brown hair and brown eyes. My dads name is Chris he writes with his left hand and he is very nice. My moms name is Amy and she is also a lefty, she has brown eyes and brown hair. I have a 9 year old brother and he is annoying sometimes and the other times he is concerned and wants to help you. He writes with his right hand.

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