Brian

Someone I Know Well

I know my siblings very well. There facial expressions, actions, and posture all hint their mood. I can almost tell how member of my family is feeling every minute of every day. If my brother is running around i just know that he is in a good mood. His tone of voice tells me how excited he is abut something. On certain days i can just look at him and know what is going on. My sister is also the same way. her pace is quicker when she is happy and she mopes around when something is wrong. I know when they do not want to be bothered. I can even tell when my dog Siena should be left alone. If she is sitting still like an old statue she does not want to play and she should just be left alone. After spending your life with the same people you just know things sometimes.
 * ^^ use more concrete words when describing your brother and sister**

My Neighborhood

I live in a very nice neighborhood. My house is on the top a hill at the end of a dead end. All my friends live in my neighborhood. Dan, Joe, and Vito all live on the street next to mine. Ben lives a few streets behind mine. Its very quiet living on the top of a dead end. The whole neighborhood is built up of side streets. On one side is a golf-course and on the other side are the woods. All the neighbors are friendly except the ones that live across from me. They are lazy and grumpy. Their yard consists of moss and dead grass. The two boys that live there are annoying and they grill me all day long. I moved into this neighborhood a few years ago. Before living here i lived on a busier street with a lot more cars, but no grilling neighbors. Besides the grill, I like this neighborhood better.

My Name

My name is Brian Joseph Jones. My last name originated in Wales. My first name is gaelic and means Noble, Strong, and Virtuous. I was named after my dad. My uncles name is also Brian. My grandfather named my dad Brian because my family was scottish and Brian has a Scottish origin. The name also runs in my mothers family. Both of my mothers parents are Irish and Brian is a very Irish name. Since this name comes from both of my parents families they felt it was the right name for me. My middle name is Joseph. My mom and dad’s grandfathers’ middle names were Joseph. As we as my great grandfathers name and my uncles name. This name also comes from both sides of my family as did my first name. Joseph is an italian name. The italian version of this name is Giusseppe and that was my grandfathers name.

A Good Day

A good day in my book is a day where everything goes in the right direction. It starts with the night before. If i go to sleep to late it could ruin the next day. When i wake up if i am too tired it wont be a good day. the weather outside depends on my mood. Some days i like snow other days sun and occasionally i enjoy the rain. If its too hot or too cold the day will not be a good day. The temperature has to be just right. On some days i feel like there is nothing to do and the whole day just goes to waste. I am active and hanging out with my friends on a good day. School can ruin the entire day if something goes wrong, school can even ruin the entire week. A good day for me can be very picky.
 * ^^ Talk more about what you would do on your perfect day**.

Someone I do not know so well

My Grandpa (Pop) is someone who i thought i knew and yet i had know idea who he was. I see Pop at least 3 times a year sometimes more than that and i still didn't know who he was. I knew he was my moms dad and my grandpa. I knew he lived just blocks from the beach and loved baseball. But recently I found out all about his life before i was born. He grew up in the Bronx and his father died when he was eleven. My grandpa was extremely poor growing up just him his brother and their mom. He loved the New York Yankees and used to watch Babe Ruth play while selling cracker jacks and watered down soda at the stadium. His family could not afford college so he joined the air-force instead. My Grandpa was only Nineteen when his mother died, but he stayed in the air-force a little longer and then got a real job. He worked his way up the business totem pole. After years of hard work and devastating times he was promoted President of Nynex Mobile the first phone company around. My mom recently told me this whole story and i felt as if i had just met the guy, even tho I’ve known my grandpa all my life.