This is an assigned piece I wrote for speech club, an introduction about myself. It's supposed to be 250 words, but I could only shave it down to 324 words. Sheesh. Read on...
"In the beginning God had a plan to create a hazel-eyed girl. God had chosen her to be His child. It wasn’t because she would ever earn it, or choose to be His, but because of His invincible mercy and grace. That girl was named Alexa. Hello, my name is Alexa Gabrielle Sleadd, and today I’d like to share with you three things about this child of God. My Priorities, My Profile, and my Pastimes.
My Priorities. God, my heavenly Father, is my first priority. Every thing I do is to serve Him. In my future, I think it would be awesome to get married when I’m eighteen, like my sister did and after that, have 12 kids. Of course I’d homeschool them all to be warriors for Christ. Those are only hopes, because God’s in control, but they are high priorities for me.
My Profile. I am fourteen years old, and I’m practically 5’ 6”, and I live in a family of seven. I am an aunt to a pudgy baby, and I like lasagna and enchiladas. I’m a sinner saved by grace. There’s a lot more to me, but that’s all I’ll fess up to at the moment.
My Pastimes. These are the things I like to do. I love being on stage, yodeling in the shower, snowboarding, going to speech club, wake boarding, air soft fights, speech tournaments, drawing, camping, quadding the dunes, and, competing in speech!
Well, those are three things that you might like to know about me, My Priorities, a few of my goals and ambitions, My Profile, about the basics of me, and My Pastimes, hobbies and things I like to do. It all comes down to; I have been redeemed by the precious blood of Christ, and that’s the only good thing about me, even though it wasn’t me who did it. I desire that all I say and do would be to the glory of God. Soli Deo Gloria."
Grandma bought a new camera last week, and she drove down here and took me shooting at 7:00 in the morning. We went to the pastures down the street to catch the sunrise, and the cows. But it seemed, rather, that the cows caught me! As soon as I get pictures from Grandma, I'll post them. Then we went to the park, and took more pictures. I took more than 300 pictures, but I have a habit (I'm a perfectionist) of deleting most of my pictures right after I take them, if there's anything wrong with them. It's funny, Grandma was using one of her huge extending lenses and it had camoflouge wrapping on it (She does lots of bird photography), so when it's on a tripod, it looks like menacing weaponry from a distance, especially in low light. Well, anyways, it was just getting light, and we pulled over next to the pasture and jumped out, snapping pictures of the cows, field, and morning sky. The guy who owns the dairy farm and all the cows, saw us pointing these scary black things at his little dearies, so he got in his green Tacoma and drove out to investigate and interrogate. When he saw it was an older lady and a skinny girl, he blushed sheepishly for being suspicious. He even said "If you go up that driveway over thar, ya can take pitchers of the new calves. Them purty cute 'uns!" We thanked him, and took him up on his offer. They were very cute! But you have to remember, they all become fat and smelly eventually, like the ones I had just been photographing. :) Whew! I exhausted myself taking too many pictures, so when Grandma and I got home, I slept 'til afternoon. Looking through a little eyepeice for two hours straight strains your eyes, and sure gives you a headache! Pheeew!