Etwas über Mich
Grüß dich. Ich heiße Michael Arnold und ich bin siebzehn Jahre alt. Ich wohne in Huntsville, Alabama und gehe zur Grissom High School. Schule macht Spaß aber manchmal ist es langweilig. Ich haba mathematik nicht gern. Mathe ist zu schwer und hat so viele Hausaufgaben. Mein Lieblingsfach ist Deutsch. Ich bekomme immer eine gute Note in Deutsch. Meine Familie ist sehr nett. Wir haben eine Hund. Der heißt Benjamin. Er ist sehr klug. Wenn ich sag: “mach schön” sitzt er. Meine Hobbies sind Computer, Klavier, Auto, und Deutsch. Am Wochenende gehe ich oft nach Winchester, Tennessee. Da wohnt meine Grossmutter. Grossmutter Hart is meine Mutters Mutter. Sie ist sehr komisch. Na, ich muß abfahren. Tschüß.
The Autobiography of Michael Arnold
On December 1, 1983, an amazing event happened; an event that would someday affect the outcome of this world. This event, or rather a miracle, was me, Michael Wayne Arnold.
I was born to two loving parents, Joy and Ken, in the Republic of Panama. My parents were living there because my father was in the US Army and we were stationed there. After I was born we stayed in Panama for about another six months. In the summer of 1984 my mother, father, and I were racing into a plane so that we could get out of a tropical paradise gone bad. A few hours and airports later we were at or new home, Fort Benning, Georgia. We would live at Fort Benning for about a year and two months. During this time I would learn to talk, walk, eat with utensils, and many other things that new babies learn. From Fort Benning we moved to Fort Cambell, Kentucky. For Cambell is where my younger brother Matthew was born on November 14, 1986. From this dat on my life would be completely changed. I was no longer an only child; I would have to learn what it means to be a big brother. After about three years of living in Kentucky we moved to my mother’s hometown of Winchester, Tennessee. We moved to Winchester for two reasons. The first reason was that my mother was pregnant with the third and last addition to the Arnold family. Secondly, my father was going to California to learn a different language, Dutch, so that he could become a foreign area officer. On September 17, 1988, a month after my dad left, Jason was born. After about only nine months we moved once again; ironically, we moved back to Fort Benning, Georgia where it all began some eight years earlier. Fort Benning is where I would start something that would take a lifetime to complete, my education.
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