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February 10, 2007
Growing
In Keesha's House the author paints a vivid picture of the difficult, emotional problems that the teens go through. There are six characters that all in some way are related to the place called 'Keesha's House', and throught the novel they grow from one another and work through some of their problems. When was a time you were going through a rough time emotionally and another person (a friend, family member, or community member) helped you through it? Did you grow from the expereince? How?
Posted by at February 10, 2007 8:38 PM | Keesha's House 2007
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Both of my parents have had medical problems in the past few years that were fairly serious. Each time, I relied on my family and close friends to get me through the roughest parts. My siblings proved to be my best support though, as they were going through the same thing, the illness of a parent. Through these experiences I learned to accept help more readily when it is offered.
Posted by: Sara Hagen at February 12, 2007 8:58 PM
Throughout highschool I was in cross country and of course my senior year I wanted to do really well. Our team was doing really well and we were expected to go to state. I was really excited about this and because of it, it caused me to have a lot of anxiety. Our team was very young and all these younger girls were begining to become faster than me. I was so worried about losing my spot on the team (only 7 teamates run) and keeping up with my younger teamates (some as young as 8th grade) that my heart would beat so fast, even before I began running, that I would lose my breath right away. It was almost like I had asthma but it was caused by anxiety. I kept doing worse and worse every meet and did end up losing my spot to the younger, less experienced teamates. It really took an emotional toal on me which made running even harder as it is 95% mental. One of my friend's Mom helped me through the rough time. I learned from this experience that being supportive of your team is very important because it is better to be happy for them then to be jealous and bitter of their sucess. After all I was a part of the team. Also, being the oldest and only senior on the team, the girls looked up to me a great deal and I needed to be a positive role model for them.
Posted by: Liz Lensing at February 14, 2007 10:05 AM
Keesha's experience, as well as the other characters in the story all have such compelling situations. They survive the hardships through the support and love of friends and family. In my adolescence, I had some experiences that were traumatic, and can remember looking to the solidity of my family home and the safe haven that provided to get through them. In this way, I was unlike each of the characters in the novel. It was much easier to get through hard times with a stable home life. I also had the comfort of my dog, and my best friend Lisa, to confide in and share things with. OFten, long waks around our local haunt, "Swan Pond" with my dog in all seasons, would soothe my nerves and give me a fresh perspective. SOmetimes, even nature and animals can be more comforting than people during hard times. Breathe....
Posted by: mary Wright at February 26, 2007 6:50 PM
Actually this happened this year. I had kind of a mental breakdown. I was having medical problems, I now hated my roomates (who were my friends before we moved in), I was having academic problems, friend problems and problems with my parents. It seemed like everything was going horribly wrong. Everything except me and my boyfriend. He helped me through everything and we became even closer than we were.
Posted by: Amanda Green at April 5, 2007 5:28 PM
My story is very similar with Liz's story. My senior year of basketball I was feeling a lot of pressure from my coach, because I was the team's captain, and his expectations of me grew a lot from the past years he's coached me. His pressure for me to also continue playing basketball in college also took a hard toll on me. During games my shooting percentage started to go down, and I wasn't ever mentally all in the game. I was thinking about the college coaches in the stands, or what my coach was thinking about the shot I just missed. My parents were there for me through it all. They told me that I just needed to play "Kaylee's game" and have fun. Towards the end of the year I went all out; went out with all the energy I had. I proved everyone who thought I was buckling under the pressure wrong, and learned that basketball would always be a part of me, even if I didn't take it to the next level, and I have my parents to thank for all of it.
Posted by: Kaylee Mitchell at April 25, 2007 4:42 PM
I think one of the hardest times in my life was when my best friend since 1st grade was addicted to meth my senior year of high school. This was a very emotional time trying to get her help and to get her parents to see that something was wrong. It is so hard to see someone you know and love hurt themselves. My friends and family were really there for me the entire time. I had people I could talk to and my parents were also a huge support for my friend who is almost like a daughter to them. I realized that you can get through any rough time with people there to support and love you!
Posted by: Jessica Tewalt at May 1, 2007 2:57 PM
The most painful time in my life was my junior year in high school. My grandpa had pasted away in January of 2004. He was my best friend and a role model. My truly good friends that showed me support really helped me get through it. Shortly after his death, I had my annual figure skating show, my grandpa hadn't missed one in 13 years, except that one. It was so hard for me to smile out on the ice and think about the routine, but through it all, I had my family and my true friends. I would like to think that I grew a lot for the experience. I learned more about myself and my family but also my friends.
Posted by: Jennifer Flattum at May 2, 2007 11:19 AM
My junior year in high school, my older brother, who was a member of the National Guard, was deployed to Iraq for over a year. It was emotionally draining for my family and I to say our goodbye’s. He left at the time when the mess was in its prime. I remember watching the news and feeling scared each time I turned it on. My entire family stuck together and comforted each other while he was gone. I feel that this experience has helped me to grow a deeper appreciation for each member of my family and also a deeper appreciation for all the soldiers who are far away from home and making sacrifices for us and our freedom.
Posted by: Megan Anderson at May 3, 2007 9:51 PM
My freshman year of college was a very rough time for me. At the time, my mom was the only one who was able to really understand me and talk to me about it. I know that without her, I would not have grown and moved on from that time as well as I have. Now I understand my mom better and I think that she understand me better. Our relationship is closer and I would not have had anyone else be there for me the way that she was.
Posted by: Sarah Stewart at May 5, 2007 2:23 PM