Goals and Dreams :: Example Personal Narratives

Goals and Dreams       I hate to shop.  I do not persona that word lightly either.  I had probably rather clean bug out my closet than go shopping.  My mom always did the shopping around my rear while I was increment up. Though, when it came to shopping for clothes and berth, attendance was required.  I have always lived in a small town.  It is wiz of those towns where the local anesthetic beauty shop is affluent of gossip and the local restaurant is full of coffee-drinkers and cigarette smoke. My mom, my older brother, my younger sister, and I would load up in the car and drive to the shoe store.  The shoe store just out-of-door of the town was pretty well-known ... to us.  It was a long, narrow, fair block build with a gravel parking lot.  Inside it had a section for purses, one for belts, some socks, and of course, shoes.       I was always given the choice of whatever shoes I wanted.  I kn ew though, to pass the mother inspection, it was best if they were mostly white and low-top.  When I found what I wanted, I had to try them on.  I would take the air around in them to see if the heel was going to slip up and down, check them out in those little mirrors they prop up in the floor, and (as the final stage of the analysis) have my toes mashed.  My mom would get down in the floor and place her thumb at the end of my biggest toe.  She always go forth this little dent in the end of my shoe, which I wasted no time popping out with the help of my toes.  If there was thumb-room that meant there was growing room which, to her, seemed to be the most important part of shopping.       It is funny how we misdirect our clothes and shoes anticipating growth.  This is not a bad idea.  (I cannot say that I ever owned anything that stayed too big for very long.)  Most of my flavor has been centered around the biggers and be tters.  It worked.  Each of the phases of my life have been, in hindsight, more and more greater experiences.  I never wanted to leave elementary coach then I had a blast in high school.