Childhood Prompts

 One memory from my childhood that stands out the most is getting to be a flower girl in my uncle's wedding. I was seven years old so it was pretty exciting, especially because I thought it was a pretty important role to have. I still lived in Texas so I got to miss a day of school to drive up here, which is always fun as a little kid. I had the prettiest black dress and my favorite little cousin was the ring barer with me. The part that I remember the most is almost tripping down the aisle, everyone gasped but once I caught myself and started laughing they all laughed with me. Then to top it all off, once we got to reception I started dancing like there was no one around, and before I knew it a circle of people formed around me. As a seven year old girl that was a very eventful night that I will always remember.

As a child, and even throughout my "teenage" years, the most important person in my life was my grandma. She was always there for me for as long as I can remember. Even when we still lived in Texas, she would make so many trips to come see us in everything we did. She was my biggest supporter and she always let me know it. The weeks she would come to visit would be the best weeks I had. I remember waking up excited and that being all I could think about at school, just going home and seeing her. My grandma had heart failure later in her life, which resulted in her receiving a heart device called a left ventricular assistive device, or a LVAD. This machine didn't stop her though, she became a stronger person and even went on to teach other people about her machine. I looked up to her, even as a little girl I had tremendous respect for my grandma, I idolized her. She was a huge part of my childhood.

As a child I had a very loud and outgoing personality, loved to dance, sing, and talk. I could never meet a stranger because I loved to make friends with everyone. If you asked my parents they would probably tell you I was too hyper as a child, which is true, but I had a lot of fun. As I have gotten older I have changed slightly in some ways, but stayed the same in most. I think I am calmer now, but I definitely still have a talking problem which is why I consider myself a sociable person. I was a little crazy as a kid, but I think I was a fun one.

When I was little, fifth grade actually, I got my first detention. I was in reading class and we were learning about commas so we were doing an activity on the board. I walked up to write my answer on the chalkboard as Jacob Strickling came up behind me and threw his arms on my shoulders stabbing me with his pencil. I reacted by pushing him off of me and he went into the chalkboard and started crying immediately. He went to the nurse after telling our teacher I "shoved him for no reason". He came to school the next day and said I fractured his back, which was not true at all so I was really confused. But he started crying when telling his side of the story so I got a detention and all he had to do was say sorry. "I was wrongfully justed", that was a saying that came out of my mouth a lot after this incident. That was the most trouble I ever got into as a child, which was super frustrating.

Author's Bio

Lilli Flanigan is from the little town of Sachse, Texas and later moved to the slightly bigger town of Springfield, Missouri. Lilli sadly still lives with her parents Jami and David, and her brothers Jack and Josh. The only thing she really cares about is her dog Tucker, she feels that he really gets her. She has been jobless since last August so she is suffering through broke times right now.

Books for Kids!

When we went to the library I chose to read the book 'The Stray Dog' by Marc Simont. The book is about a dog without a home that runs into a nice family. There are 26 pages in this book filled with a ton of colorful illustrations. The characters consist of a mom, dad, brother, sister, a dog catcher, and Willy the dog; the only one with a name. Although the book did not really teach a lesson, it was a cute story that had a happy ending.

Artist Inspired

Starry Night

It was a night like never before
Everyone came out to see it.
The sky
It was a mix of blues like never before.
The moon, a perfect shape.
All the houses in town lit up
Just complementing the sky more.
But it was what was in the sky
The stars made the night perfect.
Made for one starry night.






The Sunflowers

People give them for different reasons.
Given to cheer someone up
Out of love, sorry, appreciation.
Its the color
The kind of yellow that cheers everyone up.
The smell that freshens the room up.
No matter the pot you put them in
You couldn't make sunflowers look bad.
Brightens your day like the sun
Why they are sunflowers.

Nighthawks

They called them "Nighthawks". No one really ever saw them out during the day, but you could find them at "their" place. It was called The Phillies, a cafe during the day, but turned into a pub like thing during the night. Except tonight was different, there was a third person there tonight, no one knew who the guy was. It was a small town so it was rare to see a stranger. He had been sitting there all night, hadn't said a single word other than ordering what he wanted to drink and periodically saying, "another one please". The waiter, Al, he knew the other two; Frank and Sally. Frank once again, just like every other night, continued to beg for Sally to give him a chance and go out with her, but once again Sally politely said no. It was a like a game between the both of them, Frank loved the chase and Sally loved the attention. They both found themselves wondering who the strange man was. Who was he, why wasn't he talking? No one knew the answers to these questions, and as the night went on they began to wonder more. Then, while no one was paying attention, all of the questions became clear when it happened... 

Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent Van Gogh was born on March 30, 1853 in the small town of Zundert, Netherlands. His father, Theodorus Van Gogh, was a Protestant Minister; and his mother, Anna Carberitus, whos' occupation is not known. Vincent went to village school and boarding school, but unfortunately did not finish secondary school. His downfalls were him falling in love with women he wanted to fix, but never could actually do it. He cut off his ear because he felt bad for threatening his friend, and he also had most likely had mental problems.

Out My Window

Straight ahead I see a bird bath in front of a large tree surrounded by different colored flowers.

To the left I see the large light brown deck with two lounge chairs and a grill sitting on it. 

Today I noticed something different; I noticed the dark sky filled with loud thunder claps giving a gloomy feeling.

I can always find at least one bird in the gardens if I look hard enough.

The flowers are freshly starting to bloom and the weather is becoming more warm and welcoming.

I can see it from the window, but I know its there. I know in the middle of the flowers, under the little oak tree there is a plaque. I know what it says, I have read it a 100 times before. I can see the words ¨For Kay¨ without even reading it.