I really connected to Christine Heffner’s poem, Everything I do + One mistake = Yelling and No Thanks. I understand that I have responsibilities, but sometimes with just one extra thing you feel like your head is going to explode! Like Christine, I have to pick up my sister from school and do my homework, wait, I meant my never-ending homework. Even though I get home really tired from school I still help around the house with whatever I can, but do I get a thanks? No. I don’t expect thanks from my mom because she does so much for me and my family, so much that it is us who should be thanking her. My dad is completely the opposite; he gets home and wants everything at his feet. Sure, he works, but why can’t he understand that he’s not the only one that gets home tired? With just one little thing he tells me to do and I do it wrong or just forget to do it I get yelled at. What about the other things I do, still “no thanks.”