My birthday is 23rd of January 1999. So my birthday has just passed a week ago. enough with the intro, i'm too lazy to type lol. oh and i love travelling. i went to The City Of Love which is Paris. Well yeah i love it there but badly i was single that time(?) so it was very very veryyy cold there it was like 15 degrees or smth i'm sawrryy i forgot
so here i loooooveee to post my stories. like what i made when i was bored... jajjaja let me see what i've written so far....
just wait...
so here you can read a story below here it's about a girl who doesn't have hands, but she has the ability to paint. she has a niiiice work ya knooow, she holds the brush and paint and stuff with her foot fingers. so enjoy your readinggg :D
Make The Impossible Possible
Hi my name is Lolanthe Ah-Leese Clémenceau. You can call me Alice, not Ah-Leese. My
name is French. My dad is from Paris, France and my mom is from Roseville,
California. Before going through the whole way introducing my family, I’ll
introduce more about myself. I was born on the 22nd of March 1997. I was born
with no hands and had trouble with eating, writing, sketching, drawing, typing,
climbing and so on. It’s between I get help from people that I know especially
my mom or I’ll do it slowly with my foot fingers. I’m still a starter on this
so it takes time for me to achieve things. I love painting, I love sketching, I
LOVE ART. My dad’s name is Sébastien Clémenceau, he works in Paris and work as a head
chef at the top 10 restaurants in Paris which is called Le Meurice. And my mom,
her name is Anna-belle Jessica Morgan. And she works at a top 10 restaurant
called Roseville Gourmet. My mom and my dad are chefs, they cook yummy meals
everyday. Oh yeah I forgot to mention about my little brother Nelson Pierre
Clémenceau. I go to school at Glenwood Roseville International School.
I admire people
who have the ability to paint. I just wished that I could suddenly have magical
hands that can help me to eat, move things, shake hands and especially
painting. I have amazing friends at school who would help me if I had trouble
writing down notes or doing my big assignment for example creating a
rollercoaster, booth for presentation and etc. I remembered the times when I
usually go to the Museums of Arts with dad and Nelson. Us, the Clémenceau
family used to live in Paris for 2 years and we moved back here, to Roseville.
But my dad is still in Paris just for the sake of his work, but sometimes he
comes home to spend time with us.
By the way, did
you know why I was born with no hands? When I was inside my mom’s tummy, My mom
likes to bite her nails and eats foods with her hands after she touched cats.
And all the bacteria from her nails and hands is effecting to the pregnancy of
me. Mom was very shocked when she had to test out the baby for the health and
so she found out that I don’t have any hands. But she said in her heart “This
is a gift from God, I promise I’ll love this baby so much. I’d look after her.
I’d care for her. I would do anything to make her happy. And by that from your
Angle’s kiss my God, I’m gonna name her Alice.” My mom and dad had tears of joy
when I’m born. They feel like it’s a dream come true to have such a beautiful
daughter.
When I was 10
months old, I had to learn how to walk, but I can’t. I can’t even crawl. So the
neighbor next door came to our house and gave us their old chair walk for a
baby. It was their son’s but he’s off to college already. And if I fell, I fell
on my head. It hurts so bad. I even bleed once because I fell onto dad’s coffee
cup. I cried so loud that time, and mom pasted a band aids and it’s now healed.
At the age of 5-8 years old, I didn’t have any friends because they think I’m
ugly and short. Can’t you imagine how it feels to be Lolanthe Ah-Leese Clémenceau
at the age of 5-8? IT HURTS. IT’S KILLING ME. IT’S TORTURE. MY LIFE IS NEVER
GETTING BETTER.
But now that I’m
15 years old, I have a big achievement to raise. I want to be a famous painter,
but it’s impossible. But mom, dad and Nelson won’t stop supporting me by the
sentence “Yes, you can!”
This evening, I
go for a walk with Nelson at the park. I love it here. And so I saw lot’s of
papers sticked to poles and trees said clearly “ART COMPETITION. COME AND JOIN
THE UPRISING!” I was like “Oh my God! This is my chance! I can prove people
that I can do it!” And Nelson said “Yeah, I know you can do it sister!” but I
was thinking to myself. I don’t think I can do this. Oh by the way, Nelson’s 13
years old. He’s a very nice boy you know. And he’s very supportive too. Back to
the paper, We took the paper home and we showed it to my mom.
Around 5 PM,
Nelson and I arrived at home. I showed mom the paper and mom was standing
there, she had that tears of joy from her eyes. Her hazel eyes are coming up,
and she immediately hugged me full of proud. She said “Oh honey, you should
join this competition!” and so I said “Um, I don’t know mom. I don’t think so.”
But she said “People would be amazed with your talent.” And I said “I don’t
think I can, mom.” And so I ran upstairs to my room, thinking to myself.
Knowing what I’m thinking and follow whereever my heart goes.
In the next
morning, I came downstairs with an emotionless face. It’s even worse than a
face that’s almost fainting. I saw a note on the kitchen table that says “Grab
a paint brush in your room.” I was very curious about this note. I came to my
room and grabbed my paint brush with my foot fingers. And then there’s another
note! It says “Go to the bathroom and take your acrylics.” And so I went to the
bathroom and take the acrylic with my mouth. There was another note! It says “Now
go to your Secret Room and take your
canvas.” I ran to my Secret Room and
took my canvas. There was a note that says “Now paint your dad that now he’s
wearing a black trouser and a green polo shirt.” And so I drew him with my foot
fingers for almost an hour. After I’m done with the result. I was wondering
where I should go for the secret note, I was searching new notes in this room
and I saw one and picked it up behind the canvas of my painting result. It says
“Go to the attic with your painting.” I am so scared of the attic! I even heard
foot steps around 11 PM last night. And so I walk slowly up to the attic. I
walked in and sit there. I was so afraid. And suddenly I heard footsteps. And
did you know what it is?
IT’S MY DAD! And
he was wearing a black trouser and a green polo shirt! Oh my God, I was so
proud of my dad. I went after dad, and dad hugged me very tight. And suddenly
mom and Nelson came out and join the hug. Dad came to me and said “Let me see
your painting, Leese.” I showed him my painting and he surprisedly said “merveilleux!”
It’s marvelous in French. I asked my dad “Dad, how come you’re here again in a
short period of time?” and so he said “I’m here to support you! I heard you’ve
been wanting to join the uprising!” and I said “Oh no.” And mom, dad and Nelson
said “WHAT?!” in the same time. I didn’t reply anything to what they said.
I’ve been thinking
a lot about this competition. It is held on the 13th December 2012, and now
it’s the 7th of December. I’ve been thinking and thinking and thinking. It’s my
oppurtunity! But I just can’t.
I gotta remember!
I have to follow my heart! And my heart tells me to join the competition! I
must do this for everyone’s best. I must do this for my best. I must do this. I
must. I have to. I want to. I need to. I’m concerned to. Okay I think that’s enough.
I’ll do this for my dad because I know that he’s here to support me, to
encourage me to join this competition. I think I should do this. I ran
downstairs and came up to my dad and said “yes!” And dad was like “What? What
are you trying to say?” And so I excitedly said “I’ll do this for the World
dad. I’ll do this for you!” Dad was so touched after I said that. Dad excitedly
carried me up and ran to mom. Dad put me down and said “Ah Leese is joining the
competition, anna!” Mom was so proud and she said “OH I LOVE YOU, ALICE. I LOVE
YOU!”
Mom ran up stairs
to get Nelson. And she ran back down stairs and said “Where’s the paper?” I
said “It’s here.. Wait, where is it? Oh no where is it?” Mom was worried, even
dad. I ran up stairs to my room and searched everywhere around and I can’t find
it! I went around the house to search for it, Mom, dad and Nelson too. And then
I realized that my last time painting was the picture of my dad. I walked
slowly with high hopes to my Secret Room and
I found it on the table. I ran back while shouting “I found it!” Everyone was
so relieved it was like “fiuh.”
We got into the
car and try to find the address, and the address is at Route 23. We’re on our
way there. We got there and we registered for the painting competition. The
person there thought that it was Nelson that’s gonna join this competition.
Nelson had to wrote my name on the register, when the registrator saw the name
on the register, she said to Nelson “Your name’s Alice?” Nelson said “No, it’s
my sister that’s joining this competition.” There are over 50 people that’s
joining this competition. I was very shocked. But I trust myself, I know I can
do this.
I woke up with joy
and nervousness. I woke up and suddenly shouted “IT’S THE 13TH OF NOVEMBER!” I
ran downstairs and shouted “Mom! The competition’s today!” Everyone was ready
at that time, I didn’t know that they cared about me so much. I love them. Mom
said to me “Hurry up and get ready, we’re waiting for you.” I ran upstairs
again, went to shower, changed into my flowery yellow dress and white sneakers.
And ran back downstairs and everyone was in the car already. Oh I’m telling
you, I love them.
It’s our way to
Route 23. After 15 minutes of dad driving, we finally arrived. The art
materials are in the back seats. We went down and people are staring at me when
there was a batch contestant number 28. But I’ll do this for my best.
And so I went on
stage and took a deep breath. They gave us 2 hours to do this. The theme for
this painting competition “Pain In Every Way.” When I saw this theme on the
board. I think I’m gonna make this girl broken down to pieces. And so I started
to pick up my pencil with my foot, and people were starring at me. And so it’s
time for me to be drawing, after one hour had passed, my sketch is done, it’s
time for me to paint it! The competition is gonna end in less than 10 minutes!
I hurried up and shaded it slowly. The time is up! I’m so done.
Each contestants
came to the stage to get judged of their works. Number 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and so
on. It gets to number 26! Oh my God, I’m so nervous. And when I got up to the
stage, the security helped me bring my result. The judges were completely shocked
seeing me with no arms. When my result was shown, the judges were shocked and
had to judge my painting.
And so does the
finales began, 50 contestants came up to the stage all together, and had it
picked up. Since the show needs to be faster, the judges are gonna get 10
finalists! They said “Hanna, Louis, Jacqueline, Tim, Josh, Jill, Amber-mae,
Shayna, Carl and... Alice!” And so we were down to 5 finalists, the judges said
“Amber-mae, Shayna, Jill, Tim, and Sabrina!” the judges had to go back for 3
contestants! And those are the winners! The judges said “Come in front,
Amber-mae... Jill.... and Sabrina!” I was so happy! And so I came to the front
and the winner is “Amber-mae, congratulations for getting the third place of
this art competition.” “And now Jill and Sabrina... I’m gonna make this quick.
I’m sorry to say this Sabrina, but you’re the first winner of this art
competition! Congratulations to you too Jill for getting the second place!” I
got that trophie and carried it back home with proudness. Everyone was very
proud!
And by that I’m
telling you, “Yes, you can!”
so that's my story, gabaca nyesel lohhh :p bye
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