Sam L. 4M

My Force Field Family

My family is like a force field, deflecting all attacks from the outside. They’re standing right in front of me when I am in danger, protecting me from all bad intentions.

        My mom was born right here in Westport, and has lived most of her life here. She went to Cornell and has turned us into Cornell sports fanatics. After Cornell, she attended Georgetown Law School. She is such a hard worker! Her cookies are delectable, melt-in-your-mouth, soft pieces of heaven that we always end up eating in one night since they are irresistible. She plays fast-pace tennis weekly and has become a tennis superstar! She is very neat and has a place for pretty much EVERYTHING in our house. Unfortunately, the items sometimes don’t go into their specified location. She is like Wonder Woman and flies to all of our events (except in a Cadillac SRX)! She is a bit overprotective at times, especially regarding e-mail. She has me on… not G-mail, not AOL, not Optonline, not Hotmail, but Zoobuh, an e-mail provider that basically nobody has heard of. She chose this, (against my will) to “protect” me from websites that “track you”. She is always there for me. If I fell off a trapeze, she’d be the net to catch me. I can always talk to her about anything and everything, and she always lets me tell her, even if I’ve done something that doesn’t exactly put me on her “good side”.

        My dad was born in NYC. He went to Colgate, and got a great education there. Law was what he was interested in, so he attended Hofstra Law School. He has developed a passion for cooking, especially his super savory salmon, which superbly satisfies my starving stomach. He is very big on sports and coaches my brother’s baseball team with incredible patience. He also is always up for a game of catch or some hoops.  Personal injury law is his specialty, and he practices in NYC. He has a very good reputation from his clients and has won a good portion of his cases, mostly in a big lawsuit against Crocs for their shoes being caught in escalators and ripping up clients’ feet. Dad loves to exercise and goes once a week to a fitness trainer who makes him do exercises that really put him to work! It’s a lot more efficient than “working out” in our basement “home gym” which coincidentally, is right near a TV…

        My brother Alex, a first grader, and I are like a rope that is very fragile. We sometimes brawl like hooligans, and that’s when the rope starts to break. When we get along and acknowledge and congratulate each other, the rope is re-attached and hugs break out. Alex is phenomenal at soccer and plays daily with whomever he can, even if he’s just met them. His DSI is constantly around him and mainly plays the game Real Soccer ’09, even though it’s outdated. He is VERY smart and does 3 digit by 3 digit multiplication with ease.

        Our force field is so strong; we’ll always be together, defending each other until the very end.