A Day In The Life Of Simon.

   

             I wake up to the birds singing cheerful tunes at the crack of dawn. I walk over to the open window and inhale the nice cool, refreshing breeze. The sunrise was absolutely breathtaking. The monochromatic shades of orange ranged from burnt orange to tangerine with the top half of the sun just peeking over the horizon. I stood there a moment just taking in my surroundings cherishing every moment.

                I left my room tiredly rubbing my eyes and enter the kitchen to see both my parents discussing the latest global issues, while making a delicious breakfast for the three of us. My mom was making freshly squeezed orange juice and my dad was making delicious blueberry pancakes. My parents believed “Fresh is the best”. So whenever we went to the grocery store we rarely bought artificial foods. My parents were also strong believers in vegetarianism. We prefer the Lacto-ovo vegetarian diet. This allows us to still get sources of protein and calcium, because things like eggs and dairy products are allowed.

 The time came for me to head off to school. I usually walk or ride my bike because my family believes that drives releases killer fumes into our air, which results in the deterioration of the Ozone layer. I looked down at my feet and start thinking about my shoes made out of 100% recycled material. My parents are so generous because not only did they provide me a pair of shoes with this purchase, but they also provided a kid in Africa with a pair to.

For show and tell we had to bring in our favorite picture. I brought my picture I took of the sunset in Africa. There was a mix of deep reds and burnt oranges and the silhouette of various African animals were so amazingly beautiful. Later that afternoon my teacher asked us to write about our parents. My parents dedicated themselves to saving the planet and helping those who are less fortunate. The both volunteer at soup kitchens and frequently participate in the building houses for Habitat for Humanity. They went on a mission trip with our church to Zimbabwe.  I was lucky enough to get to go with them. It was a life changing experience, I learned a lot about the African culture. Things like sacred figurines, foods, games they played, all sorts of things.

I get home after school and my mom and dad are in the kitchen making a nice meal for the family. Dinner is my favorite part of the day, because I get to sit with my family and we get to talk about how are day went. Sometimes my parents tell stories about themselves from when they were kids. I love hearing those stories.

After dinner I head up to my room to start my homework, I try to keep it all on one piece of paper to help save the trees. I never really understand why teachers assigned us homework. I remember back in second grade they had us code words, I don’t know when that will ever come in handy. After I finish my homework I get ready for bed, brush my teeth, put on pajamas, and pick out my clothes for tomorrow. Then I go down stairs and tell my parents I love them and say good night. Just before I get into bed I stand at my window and inhale the nice cool, refreshing breeze. I then get into bed and pray to God that he will help guide me in the right direction to become exactly like my parents, happy and helpful.