Blog 14: The Last Blog

This is my last blog post for English 102. I have learned a lot this semester about writing and other things. I learned that I need to write my papers all in the same tense. I learned that my father keeps his grandfather’s old bamboo fishing rod in a special case in the basement. I learned that one of the houses my family used to live in had a dirt tunnel in the basement. Did I tell you guys about this? I don’t think I did. Well, when I was about five, we lived in a house that was built in like the thirties but had been renovated a few years before we bought it. Parts of the house and some of the buildings on the property were really old and my parents wouldn’t let my little brother and I play there. I wrote my second paper about how I learned to share while living in this house and interviewed my mother and sister to use as sources. I remembered that there was a door in the basement that was always locked and that sometimes my father would go in there but I wasn’t ever allowed to go with him. I asked my mother and sister about this mysterious door and they said that it was the door to like a utility room that wasn’t finished. I asked them what they meant when they said that it wasn’t finished and they said that one wall was just dirt with a doorframe in it. The door frame was the beginning of a narrow passage carved into the earth that led to the crawlspace under the older part of the house. I got really excited and said “We had a dirt tunnel?! That’s so cool! I wish you would have let me go in there once so I could have seen it!” to which my mother responded that I would have come back covered in filth. So yeah, I missed out on a dirt tunnel, but I know about it now that we don’t live in that house anymore.