After I was about seven years outdated we went to our highschool’s semi-finals basketball sport. It was held on this large enviornment with tons of of seats. Most individuals do all they are going to to stay away from the piles of sweet wrappers, used straws, empty drink cups, and different mysterious garbage on the flooring, however not me. It sounds gross, and that is precisely what my mom thought when she shrieked at me to stop having fun with on the bottom. I protested and said, However Mom, look!†Then I revealed a small bouquet of flowers constructed from straws and starburst wrappers. She was so amazed at my capacity to show garbage into art that she retells the story repeatedly. She always calls me her little artist, though I am not so little anymore, and speaks of how she wishes she would possibly do what I do. Accent: …