9 - Snowball?

You’ve probably been wondering for a while now ‘what’s with the title of his blog’ or ‘who names there blog A Snowball by Any Other Name is Still a Snowball.’ Today your curiosity is now being relieved of its torture, while I tell you about the torturous days of my childhood. (I was not really tortured).

            It all started when I was little. Ever since I was born I have had a full head of blonde hair. Today it is still blonde but darker than it used to be. I was a “toe-head.” My hair was so white that my uncle would always say that if you through me into a snow drift and only the top of my head was showing you still wouldn’t be able to see me. From that day he gave me the nickname “snowball.”

            With reference to the line from Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, the title of my blog explains how I fell about myself. If you take some snow and form it in your hands you can make a snowball. No matter if it is small or big, rough or smooth a snowball is still a snowball.  I lot of things have happen in my life. I have some rough edges and some smooth ones. I use to be small but now I’m pretty big. But in the end I am still me, Trevin Allan Lasley.