My Street, Honors English Sophomore Composition

I grew up on an ordinary street in sunny Southern California. 112th Street was beautiful all around. It was the definition of the American Dream. Everyone had their house, their lawn, their spouse, their cars and a dog. The palm trees would sway in the wind and provide shade during summertime. Located by the Great Western Forum, traffic would be a constant part of life during the NBA season. The Los Angeles Lakers played in the Forum from 1967 to 1999. It was the city of Champions after all and life was great. I have memories of playing in the front yard with me father. I used to drive my power wheels Jeep and used to challenge my Dad to races in his old Range Rover. I always assumed he was scared because he never raced me. Life's good when you're a kid. During Christmastime, nighttime was great. All the neighbors would put up their lights in magnificent displays of holiday spirit. During little league season, tension would build on the street because all the kids on the streets were on different teams. I was a Yankee, and our neighbors were Cardinals, things were a little awkward. My parents are considering moving up north by the beach, but 112th street will always be where I grew up.