Post #1 - 5th Six Weeks

I remember a time I had to prove myself to my parents when I was twelve years old. I used to stay after school to play volleyball for my middle school team, I would get out at six and my parents would often forget at what time I got out, they would come half an hour late. One day I asked them if I could get a cell phone, so that I could remind them to pick me up or tell them that we had a game and was staying late. My parents said no because I wasn't responsible enough to take care of a phone and because my grades were slipping. In order for me to prove I was responsible enough I had to help out more around the house and get my grades up. I would clean the house, instead of sitting down and watching TV, and in school I would finish my work in class and turned in my homework on time. My grades went from borderline to 90's in a matter of weeks. My parents had seen  the progress I had made, I not only showed that I was responsible but that I was also determined, if I put my mind to doing something I would accomplish it. A week later when my parents picked me up they told me I had a surprise waiting for me at home. When I got to my house, on top of the kitchen table was a box, on top of the box was my name "Elizabeth," I opened the box and inside was a brand new cell phone. My parents told me I had proven that I was responsible enough to take care of a cell phone and to keep my grades from going down again. This was the time I had to prove myself to my parents to show them I was responsible.