It is written that a child born on the Sabbath Day is bonny, blithe, good and gay.
On Sunday, February 27, 1966, I, Kelly G****, was brought into this world by Dr. A.T. K**** The temperature was in the mid-twenties and snow was in the forecast. Everyone was eagerly awaiting my arrival, as I was one month late. Brought to my home, at 488 B*** *** St in E*****, I roomed with my mother and father. I learned the basics very quickly. Eating continuously was my idea of the perfect life. Little did I know that there was a lot to be learned and I would never learn everything.
As I grew, my mind did also. At age three I went to pre-school as my mother went bowling. My teacher, Mrs. G****, yelled at me one day for stepping on the wooden blocks! To this very day, I can honestly say that I didn't! Kindergarten was an experience that I hope never to forget. Along with fingerpainting, playing with blocks, and listening to our teacher, Mrs. D***** play songs like "Billy Boy" and "Blue Jay" on the piano, we played house with the boys. It was an honor to be "Mommy" and wear half-inch heeled shoes. But it was an even greater honor to pass out the cookies or pour juice at snack time. It gave us a feeling of reposnsibility. At playtime on the nice days, we'd race to the swings to get the ponies, because no one wanted to swing on the donkeys, for obvious reasons.
My best friend, Karen H**** lived across the street from me in an olive colored house on H**** Ave in O*****. We'd sit in her back porch and sip sugar water as though it was tea. Our parents confused us often because we looked very much alike with our blond curls. We went to kindergarten together and often played. At school one day, Mrs. D**** played the piano and as we all crept upon the floor, Karen put her hand on the ribbon of my favorite Raggedy Ann dress and tore it off. Unfortunately, my "twin friend" moved to Florida about two years later, teaching me about losing a friend at a very early age.
I went to St. J***'s up until the middle of fifth grade. My favorite activity was doing a play every year. I was a narrator with John O'S**** in first grade and a seed in second grade. I was supposed to have my big debut in fourth grade when I had the girls leading part as Amanda in a play called The Book of Knowledge. Vicki B**** took my place because I was sick with the flu, which landed me in the hospital over winter recess. In fifth grade I had another cnahce to be the leading lady, Nancy, in Oliver Twist. But I never made it since I transferrred to School #9 in O*****.
I made friends quickly as School #9 but had to part in seventh grade to go to St. C*****'s in B****. There I experienced a lot of excellent times and a few bad ones. One of the few bad ones was fighting with my presently best friend.
Entering M*** R**** was a big step. Being called "Patti G****'s little sister" was something that I heard often from my sister's friends for the first year. At M*** R*** I joined the number one gymnastics team on L*** I***. Starting out on three Junior Varsity events was great since I built up a lot of confidence and courage. This helped me to go on the beam Sophomore year and take first place on J.V. in Junior year on December 6, 1982. That very day, I also took first on J.V. bars and fifth on Varsity floor exercise. Even though floor exercise is my favorite to watch, vauting is my favorite to do.
Though the years I've learned to take on more and more responsibilities. These responsibilities are helping me to become more reliable and independent. Helping my mother with my ten year old brother, Allan, and my seven year old sister, Kerry, is part of it. I babysat for the T*** where I learned not to panic when two year old, Robbby, fell and cut his knee open in the sprinkler. The T*** introduced me to their friends, where I learned to have patience with five year old, Tara, who had Cercbral Palsey, and her three year old sister, Melissa. I was the favorite babysitter, according to the eight year old kids on the block.
After being with children a lot, I have taken a great intereset in how their minds develop. I would love to help children in the future by being a child psychologist. I am very optimistic and I look forward to helping children. Not oly is psychology interesting to me, it will also give me a chance to understand children better and help them to understand adults. So with these goals and experiences, I hope to be able to help children believe in themselves.
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Sunday, August 18, 2019
If I wrote this essay today it would probably sound much different because of today's inclusive and gender-neutral culture that is being shoved down our throats by the Left. Personally, I don't care what you call yourself, who you marry or what surgery you want as long as it doesn't infringe upon my right to live my life as I please and it doesn't cost taxpayers anything. I don't believe there are such things as white privilege and cultural appropriation. I don't believe in living off the government, illegally immigrants demanding rights or paying reparations to people because of something that happened to their ancestors hundreds of years ago. I'm tired of shifting the blame to others, being labeled a racist, xenaphobe or anti-gay rights. I believe that a business has the right to decide if they want to prepare something custom for a person whose lifestyle they disagree with. Right or wrong, it's their business. The government can't force a Kosher restaurant to serve cheese with a burger, so how can a baker be forced to create a custom cake for a couple whose lifestyle goes against their religious or moral beliefs. The couple has just as much right to tell others that they don't like that bakery because they won't make their cake. And these disagreements don't always have to go to the media. The media is actually destroying businesses and lives and putting people in danger.
I'm a equal opportunity dater. My previous posts prove that I am not a racist, anti-gay or a xenaphobe, so don't get all up in arms over my opinion, which we are all entitled to.
Here's something else: I've been studying my geneology and I discovered that my ancestors pulled themselves up and out of extreme poverty. So I think it's nonsense when people make excuses because of their lack of a good education or where they live. All of my relatives came to the US legally because they wanted better lives for themselves and their families. They may have started out in the slums of lower Manhatten, Brooklyn or Queens but every generation improved itself due to hard work and pride. This is a whole other blog.
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