A Typical Day

A Typical Day
Waking up from the sound of my mother beating on the door, I look at the clock and jump out of bed and run to the bathroom before anyone else gets there. I think to myself, “It is only 5:55 in the morning. Why am I getting up so early?” I figure that it is only a start to the long day that is ahead of me.
After fooling around in the bathroom for twenty minutes, I walk into the kitchen to say good morning to my grandmother. By the time I awake, my father has already left for work. After spending a few minutes mingling, I iron my clothes and awake my younger sister. It takes me almost thirty minutes to get dressed and comb my hair. After getting dressed, I change the books in my backpack. I would not want to have the wrong set of books, which seems embarrassing. I figure by the time that I finish playing around in my room that my mother will be dressed. It takes her about the same amount of time to get dressed. After everyone is dressed and ready...