Rainbows And Sunshine Research Paper

It’s all Rainbows and Sunshine We are all spoiled, from the day we were born our parents have given us everything that a child could ever want and need. Growing up in a “normal” house with your average family was the dream. It is not until we start reaching our last years of high school and start heading off to college when we realize that life in itself is truly a blessing. Looking back on my childhood, making the basketball team or baseball team was never hard. School always came easy, and tons of people would come to my middle school turn-ups. However, for others this is only but a dream. I remember on my twelfth birthday i was having a small celebration with my family, always marble cake because it was the best. My Aunt and little …show more content…
Her cute, hot pink wheel chair would fly around the room giving a hug, hello, and a kiss before you could do anything. Being one of the smartest three year olds i had ever met, you forgot that she was handicapped in any way just talking to her. Her personality is just like mine which is quite scary. A very outgoing, obnoxious, crazy character with the most amazing smile. As she started going off to school her curiosites with the things we can all easily do everyday started to grow. She would try to walk around the house with her new crutches, or even just stand up to reach her cup a mile away on the kitchen counter. Then there came the interest in boys and …show more content…
At just the age of six she had been through more than i will probably ever go through in my entire life. People look at her and automatically see someone different just because she is in a wheelchair. What they do not understand is that there is a beautiful young girl sitting in that chair ready to give hugs, hellos, and kisses. We grow up so narrow minded that we are unaccepting of others, we tend to associate ourselves with people that are exactly like ourselves because that 's the only way we know how, when in reality there are all kinds of amazing people out there. Even though one boy points and laughs at the weird girl in the wheelchair, or a family steers clear as if they are going to catch some ridiculous disease, she stays the sweetest little girl anyone could ever meet. She has changed me in more ways than i can count. My eyes have been opened up to things i have never noticed before and people i have never seen. I have given time to make small gestures like helping open doors for an elderly woman to carrying a disabled veterans groceries out to his car for him because he had only an arm and no legs. People do not see these actions every day but that does not matter to me. Knowing that i made a difference completely clears the clouds and helps push the thunderstorms away because when you do good you feel