Memoir Essay

Tiffany Zeatlow

English 9; Mrs. Pollema

About a month ago, the high school choir class went to Dordt for a contest. I was originally supposed to get a ride home with Lisa, but when we were on the bus on the way home Seth told me he was getting dropped off at Donner’s Truck Stop.

“My dad could probably give you a ride home,” Seth said to me.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yeah, I don’t think he’d really care,” he replied.

“Alright, ask him just to make sure,” I said.

Seth called his dad to make sure it was okay, fortunately, it was.

When the bus arrived at Donner’s to drop us off, Seth’s dad was so polite. When he dropped me off at my house, I said thank you for the ride.

“Sure, anytime. Just call if you ever need a ride somewhere,” Vince replied.

Weeks passed and it was time for our spring concert. My mom was very sick and she didn’t think she would be able to take us.

“Can you get a ride from someone?” My mom asked.

“Umm.. sure! Seth’s dad, Vince, told me if we needed a ride anywhere he would be able to take us,” I said.

“Oh, great,” My mom replied.

I texted Seth to ask if they could come and get us, he told me to be ready at 6:15.

Dain and I waited a few minutes for them to get to our house, when they did, Vince was playing 80’s music. Also, I found out that he was a speedy driver and liked to blast his music.

Another few weeks passed and it was time for our pops concert. Once again, my mom was sick and she couldn’t take me. I asked Seth if they could get me again, of course, they could. He told me they needed to get to Prinsburg early because Seth needed a shirt from the Bonnema’s.

Once we got to Prinsburg and picked up Seth’s shirt, we spent about ten minutes driving around Prinsburg blasting music from Q102 and Vince was bobbing his head and acting cool.

From these few experiences, I came to the conclusion that Vince Vander Pol, is the coolest guy I’ve ever met. Whenever I’m riding in the car with him, he makes my day.

    

Celebration Essay

My mom means so much to me. Her maiden name is, Pety Portillo Zeatlow. I’ve known my mom for a little over fifteen years and will obviously know her for the rest of my life.

My mom has made a huge impact on my life because she has taught me how to deal with certain situations, such as friends, boyfriends, bad grades, etc. She’s also taught me manners, how to be polite, ABC’s, numbers, and some Spanish. Also how to be a lady, to do chores, to clean up after myself, and how I should treat other people.

My mother is such an amazing person. She’s cooks for me, sometimes does my dishes for me, helps me with homework, she’s very wise, and knows exactly how to make me laugh! Sometimes when her “jam” is on, she dances along with the beats of the music around the house like a weirdo.

Another quick thing I would like to add on how she makes me laugh is, she’s not a very good singer. In church when we’re singing a song, Dain and I laugh because she is way off key.

Also, my mother is known as the “Turkey Lady”. She works at Jennie-O Turkey Store and gets a ton of turkey products for a good price! As gifts to her friends or other people we know, she will bring a bag full of random turkey products. She always has Stephanie or me tag along to deliver the turkey items.

I know how stressful things can be for my mom, so I pray for her every night. I pray that we will buy our own home very soon, that I will be motivated to help around the house more, and that I would learn to appreciate more of the things that my mom does for me.

I love my mom so much. She is probably the most amazing woman I have ever met. Even when she makes me mad or asks me to do something I don’t want to do, I will always love her with all my little heart. My mom raised me to be the person I am today and I’m so thankful for that. I honestly could never ask for a better mom.