The Life Of An Ordinary 14 Year Old Boy By Luis Mendoza

This Is 14

Fourteen is the age where you are supposed to act older, but you really you act younger. Fourteen is the age where you have so much stress that you have never had before. Fourteen is the age where you have to worry about what people think of you. It's the age where your body starts doing all weird things, you get taller, your voice gets deeper, and you start to smell more.

Fourteen is the age where all you want from your parents is for them to stop treating you like a child. Fourteen is the age where you beg your parents for a house key and you end up losing it a month later under your bed. This is the age where you are allowed to hangout with your friends but still have to be home by 11 p.m.

Fourteen is the age where you are expected to get a summer job or an after school job. It's the age where you drift away from your camp friends that you have known for so long because you guys do not go to the same school.

Fourteen is the age when you don't know if you have to walk to school or if you are lucky enough to get a ride. Fourteen is the age where you stay up late to finish your homework and you wake up early the next day to repeat the cycle that you have to endure for five days a week.

Fourteen is the golden age. Fourteen is the age where your body has not given up on you yet, and you have your whole life ahead of you. It is the age where you have to worry about your college transcript.

Fourteen is the age when family members ask you the two forbidden questions, “What college are you going to?” And all you answer with is a very unpleasant face because you still do not know where you wish to study. The second question being, “What do you want to be when you are older” Most people don't know what they want to be and they shouldn't worry about that just yet (I know what I want to be, a doctor).

Fourteen is the age when you blow out your candles on your birthday cake and you wish for that new IPhone that just came out, or that new laptop you have wanted for the longest time, but really all you get are some polo t-shirts and a couple of $20 bills.

Fourteen is the age when you make the best memories that you will remember for everyone, and as long as you live. It is the year where you tend to become a trouble maker and you start to “rebel” a bit more than previous years.

This is Fourteen and this is me now.

Encyclopedia Of Luis Mendoza's Life

Walking On The Moon

In 1969 Apollo 11 sent the first men onto the moon, since then 32 astronauts have been on the moon, men haven't been on the moon since 1972. I want to be one of the people who go back to the moon when NASA does eventually send more people on the moon. Imagine being only 1 of the 32 people who have ever been on the moon, that's just insane and that's also something that you can brag about at the Thanksgiving Table, Or on Christmas Day, you can brag about it to your kids, their kids, and your kids can eventually brag to their grandkids that their great grandfather went to the moon.


You used to be corrupt, but it seems like you're getting better.


I go to Mexico mostly every December to visit my family and to go on vacation. Both of my parents are from Mexico, and half of my family lives in Mexico. In the town of Cotija, it is very peaceful. You can walk around with no worries and everyone is friendly there. There are so many things to do, that the usual two weeks that I go on vacation isn't enough. In Mexico you can go play soccer, you can ride your motorcycles or bicycle through the town and up the hills, and best of all you can eat tacos all day.


I have been playing tennis since I was four years old. I used to play with those Orange and Yellow balls because my tiny little body wasn't strong enough to hit a real ball. But I started taking Tennis a lot more serious when I turned 10 years old. I started playing in tournaments, and I went around the state playing tennis games against kids that were my age. I have won two tournaments, and I plan on winning more.


Weekends are my favorite part of the week. I get to wake up late, I go to bed late, and I eat late too. The weekends are my chill time in the week, it's a time for relaxation. I don't have to worry about anything just time to relax. Imagine a world where they're no weekends, that's a world I wouldn't want to live in.

Christmas Narrative

I hate Christmas music, but I love Christmas. I hate when people put up their Christmas tree the day after thanksgiving, but I love Christmas. I hate when I see Christmas advertisements in the middle of November, but I love Christmas. I hate a lot of things that people do before Christmas, but Christmas is the best holiday to ever exist. The concept of Christmas is very interesting, an unknown man named Santa Claus who lives in the North Pole with Penguins and Elf’s. Every year the Elf’s make the presents and give them to Santa CIaus to distribute to kids around the world by squeezing his fat body down a chimney, crazy right? But this is the time of the year where you can ask for whatever you want with no repercussions. It's known as the most wonderful time of the year. What other holidays have so many songs for them? Thanksgiving doesn't have any, Halloween has a couple of songs, I think you get my point that Christmas is the best holiday ever.

It was a nice and warm Christmas Day, there was no snow and no wind. It was around 50°, so this was not an ideal Christmas, I even went out in shorts. That Christmas my family and I went over to my cousin Marcos’ house. Everyone did the usual there, we all ate tamales and tacos. We all said “Hello, merry Christmas”, Some people said that in a Hispanic accent that is very hard to understand sometimes. It was around 10 P.M when something strange happened. All of us were sitting in the living room watching soccer and drinking hot coco.

Then we heard a sound, ding ding ding ding ding. That sound was coming from the roof. That sound changed our lives forever (not really). Then we heard it again, ding ding ding ding ding. It sounded like sleigh bells. We all rushed outside to look what was on the roof, there was nothing. We all thought that Santa was coming down the chimney. We rushed back inside to check the chimney, there was nothing there. We were all bummed out because we missed the chance to see Santa Claus for the first time ever. But as I got older I realized what actually happened. My uncle Sergio connected his phone to a Bluetooth speaker in an upstairs bedroom and played the sound. What I learned from this experience is that it is super easy to trick kids into thinking things.But this was definitely a Christmas to remember.

Author's Note

Thank you for reading all the pieces in this document. I put a lot of hours of work into these pieces and I truly hope you enjoyed them. I also had a lot of stress doing this because I had to work with a lot of deadlines, and I also went on vacation while writing the pieces. I put, what I thought, the most meaningful moments in my life into these pieces. The hardest piece for to write was the defining moment piece or a holiday memory. It was the hardest to write for me because I haven't had a defining moment in my life yet and hopefully I can have one soon. And I had only one holiday moment that I thought was worth writing about, and even that was really short. Ultimately I had to choose the holiday moment piece. I hope that you (the reader) got a sneak peak into my life and see what I have been through the last 14 years of my life. I also hope that if you didn't really know me, now you know me a little bit more.


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