I was born in April 10, 2009 in the Boston Childrens Hospital on Longwood Ave., then drove back to New Hampshire. We call my house back then the Blue House. It kinda reminds me of Caillou’s house. I remember when I admired a rainbow, played in the snow, and nearby there was this awesome place to get ice cream. It was a good place. However, after my brother Emerson was born, named after one of my dad’s favorite authors, Ralph Waldo Emerson, we decided to move into Brookline, Massachussets. There, my dad can get a better job, there would be better education for us, and the neighborhhod is a nice place in general, so that is where we decided to move in the summer of 2014.

My Feelings On Moving To Brookline

You might think I would want to stay in New Hampshire, and I did, but if you asked me nowadays, I would choose Brookline. Over the past 7 years, I have made more friends than I can count on both hands, and it is a nice neighborhood.