
Gracious and Healthy lifestyle:
My Jared Story!"
by: S. Thomas King
Throughout my childhood, I never paid attention to my weight. I ate whatever I wanted, when I wanted and never counted calories or paid attention to nutrition content of the food I ate. I always considered myself bigger than average and accepted that fact. Throughout high school, I was modestly active in sports for larger people (e.g. I played football as a lineman and threw shot put and discus for track). I had always accepted the fact that I was a big man and that was who I was and born to be. I grew up in North Central Illinois and my parents divorced when I was three years old. After the divorce, my father remarried and we never kept in contact from that point on. My older brother Arthur and I grew up under the care of my Mother and my Aunt Pat (they were identical twins). I consider my family very strong in moral and social values. My Mother and my Aunt were always there when I needed them to be. They always cared for my brother and I and were extremely proud of us. They didn’t have outrageously high expectations of us; all they cared about is the fact that we were happy and they tried to do everything they could for us to make us happy. They were in every respect ideal parents. With all the support that my Mother and Aunt provided, they were not the best at making healthy decisions. My Mother was extremely overweight during the latter part of her life and my Aunt smoked from the time she was in college on.
My Jared Story!"
by: S. Thomas King
Throughout my childhood, I never paid attention to my weight. I ate whatever I wanted, when I wanted and never counted calories or paid attention to nutrition content of the food I ate. I always considered myself bigger than average and accepted that fact. Throughout high school, I was modestly active in sports for larger people (e.g. I played football as a lineman and threw shot put and discus for track). I had always accepted the fact that I was a big man and that was who I was and born to be. I grew up in North Central Illinois and my parents divorced when I was three years old. After the divorce, my father remarried and we never kept in contact from that point on. My older brother Arthur and I grew up under the care of my Mother and my Aunt Pat (they were identical twins). I consider my family very strong in moral and social values. My Mother and my Aunt were always there when I needed them to be. They always cared for my brother and I and were extremely proud of us. They didn’t have outrageously high expectations of us; all they cared about is the fact that we were happy and they tried to do everything they could for us to make us happy. They were in every respect ideal parents. With all the support that my Mother and Aunt provided, they were not the best at making healthy decisions. My Mother was extremely overweight during the latter part of her life and my Aunt smoked from the time she was in college on.

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