{"id":3548,"date":"2016-02-17T16:53:13","date_gmt":"2016-02-18T00:53:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/?p=3548"},"modified":"2016-02-17T16:53:13","modified_gmt":"2016-02-18T00:53:13","slug":"journal-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/2016\/02\/17\/journal-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Journal #2"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My family story is about how my mom and dad met\u2026<\/p>\n<p>In kindergarden my mom and dad were classmates my dad was a average boy learned how to ride a bike; on the other hand my mom was a strict girl a nice but strict girl. They met by saying \u201chi\u201d. In fifth grade my dad\u2019s grade\u2019s started going up; my mom\u2019s grade\u2019s were still straight A\u2019s. After grade five my mom started selling tomatoes and my dad teased her by saying \u201ctomato, tomato\u201d my mom would chase him but he was on his bike so she never caught him. In grade 6 my mom stopped selling vegetables and my dad started teasing her less, my mom knew he had a crush on her but my dad didn\u2019t have the guts to tell her. In high school my mom started studying harder because school was more challenging my dad on the other hand was getting B\u2019s like crazy and he never studied. After high school they split up my mom went to Hongkong, and my dad stayed in the Philippines. In 2004 my mom went to Canada so she a immigrant by that year and stayed in a house in 2005 my mom gave birth and I was born I was was named Josh as you know. In 2011 me, my mom, my cousin, and two other people went to the Philippines, she met my dad again before we left and we missed him on the plane. In 2014 he passed away really sad I don\u2019t want to talk about it. His funeral was in the Philippines I couldn\u2019t go because we had no money so I was devastated until today I can\u2019t see his face unless there photos still left of him in my mom\u2019s phone or classmate photos.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My family story is about how my mom and dad met\u2026 In kindergarden my mom and dad were classmates my dad was a average boy learned how to ride a bike; on the other hand my mom was a strict girl a nice but strict girl. They met by saying \u201chi\u201d. In fifth grade my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2345,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3548"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2345"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3548"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3548\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3549,"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3548\/revisions\/3549"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3548"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3548"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/lanawayk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3548"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}