The season I am

As we go through life there are stages we go through spring means being in your child stages, summer means being in your mature years, fall is in your adult years, and winter is an old and mature person. Right now I’m in my summer state just coming out of my spring. Well in my case every once in a while I feel like breaking out of my summer shell and act like a kid by doing “spring” things. Sponge and cartoons being for younger kids my dad looks at me confused and says, “Korin how old are you? When are you going to grow up”? Realizing what he said I decided to change the channel and put on the News something more sophisticated. Growing up when thinking about acting immature I always thing of my dad saying”Korin how old are you?” it just replays in my head, but since then I think I have come along way and now I think I’m in my summer stage becoming more mature.

One reason I believe I grew up is because over the years I took on a lot of personal and mental problems. Growing up I always had to help my mom. Now at the age of 17 I have a lot more responsibility such as doing my chores. These responsibilities over the years eventually helped shape the person I am now, and when or when not to do something.

Second way I believe I have matured or grew up is when I graduated from 8th grade and stepped into constitution high school. Ever since then I felt the mental growth. During the school year we are assigned a project called NHD, which definitely helped expand my education on history. When they mentioned the shantytown and the great depression I already new what a shantytown looked like and what the depression was like. Information like this helped me to visualized and understand what “Marigolds” was saying and talking about.

Lastly I believe I matured was at my 16th birthday. Just as I walked through the doors of my surprise sweet 16th party I felt the sensation of being grown up come over me. At parties most kids and teenagers well just hang out with your friends, and not care about anything else, but me as the mature person I became that day I went around to everyone thanking them for coming and things a mature person would do. Like me the girl lizabeth also matured but in a different way it took someone to be hurt for her to mature and feel bad for Mrs. Lodie. Through the whole story lizabeth hated that old lady and her marigolds it wasn’t until the end of the book when she ripped up the marigolds lizabeth felt really sad for Mrs. Lodie who was crying at the time. Lizabeth felt this way because it was a sign of her being mature.

In the beginning I mentioned how I acted immature and just a year and a half ago was in my spring but over the years I matured and became summer. Even though at some moments I break out and act like spring just to have fun, I’m mostly summer and when it comes to getting a job and doing school work. I act as if I’m in the summer going into the fall. People think I might act like spring but deep down I’m summer, in my eyes sometimes fall because I have come such a far way.