S: A Gift From God: The Story of Nathan Wesley Olver
BC: The End
FC: The Story of Nathan Wesley Olver | A Gift From God
1: Written By: Nathan W. Olver Copywright 2011
2: Ten years, eleven months, and seventeen days ago a boy was born in Canada. The parents didn't have a name for the boy so they started to look through a baby name book. When they finally came to the N's, they saw Nathan meant gift from God. Immediately they knew that it was the right name because he really was a gift. So they named him Nathan Wesley Olver. His story is mine, and this is my story.
4: I was born February 8th, 2000 in St. Thomas, Ontario. Now about to turn eleven, I am an extreme football freak. My eight year old brother Corton was born September ninth, 2002. He is a very good artist, enjoys football, and also loves animals. My mom, Sarah, was born February 6th, 1977. Her birthday is two days before mine. She is a fabulous cook. She is also a great teacher because of how she explains things and the experiments she does. By the way, my brother and I are home schooled.
5: My Dad, Jeff, is a firefighter and construction worker. He does custom woodworking for clients. You should see the cabinets and exquisite beds he makes. I have been blessed with a wonderful family!
6: All things grow better with love. | Living in St Thomas, Ontario is much different than Blairsville, Georgia. St. Thomas is a decent sized city with a population of about thirty-six thousand people. Blairsville, on the other hand only has about eighteen thousand people. One of my favorite memories of growing up in Canada is when I was around four or five and my Nannie and Poppa took my brother and I to the circus. It was pretty neat to see lions and elephants walking around. We even saw a guy in a green jumpsuit get shot out of a cannon!
7: Another time I went with my Poppa to the Senior Center for Grandparents’ Day. While playing ping pong with him a local reporter took a picture, and I made the front page of the St Thomas Times Journal. That was pretty neat for me to experience. Other memories from Canada are when I was riding my bike with training wheels along a fence. While riding, a training wheel got caught in the fence and came right off. I continued riding and didn’t notice until my dad told me. Those are some commemorations from my life in Canada.
8: At six years of age, we moved to Georgia, and I was not happy! I wanted to stay in Canada and for life to be the same. Not a big fan of change, I was afraid I wouldn’t find any friends. I was completely wrong! I love it here in Blairsville, and I have made some wonderful friends--Ethan Shaffer, Jacob Nickerson, Tyler Camp, Austin Urban, and Luke Kough--to name a few. We all like football, and most of us are Dawg fans except Austin and Jacob. Jacob’s a Gator fan, and Austin is a Tennessee fan.
9: Almost all of us collect football cards. From two and a half years of collecting, I have around 700 cards. We used to be Star Wars fanatics, but now we are mostly interested in football. Jacob, Ethan, Tyler, and I all go to the same church, House of Prayer, which is very nice. I definitely have some of the best friends ever!
10: On top of loving sports, I have been to many sporting events. I have been to three Atlanta Thrashers games, one Atlanta Falcons game, one Georgia Bulldogs football game, and one Georgia Bulldogs Basketball game. They were all awesome games. The Falcons won their game 31-3. The Dawgs won their football game 57-7 and their basketball game 78-63. To be honest, I’ve forgotten the scores from the Thrashers’ games. Like I said earlier, I am a big Dawg fan. In the pros, I am a Falcons and Colts fan.
12: An early Georgia memory is when I was about four. My cousin, Austin, and his family had come over to see us after a rain. My cousin and I went outside, took off our pants, and jumped in a mud puddle. My cousin took his sister’s toy car, and we pushed it in the mud puddle. The first one to find it would push it in again. We did this until everyone saw us looking like pigs covered from head to toe in mud. Then my dad sprayed us with a hose to clean us off. That is one of my favorite stories from when I was little in Georgia.
14: Another story is our very first Christmas in Georgia. We had opened all the gifts and eaten our traditional breakfast of croissants, sausage links, and mini cereals when my mom and dad told us we needed to bring out the trash. So we went out with them behind us. When we got outside we saw the real reason we were out there. There, standing in front of us was a trampoline. We went crazy! Dropping the trash, we ran over and started jumping on the trampoline. I will never forget that day. That’s for sure!
15: Another significant memory from my childhood is on a Monday night, March 26, 2007 when I was saved at my great grandma's cabin. It was that day that I believed that Jesus died for me, and I chose to follow him. To celebrate, we had root beer floats. I called my grandparents, all my aunts, and my uncles to share my excitement. I was baptized by my dad with Poppa's help on July 1, 2007 at my church. My friend, Ethan, was also baptized. I was so stoked I had to keep myself from jumping up and down.
16: A couple of years after being baptized, in the summer of 2010, we went to Virginia on vacation with my aunts and uncles, my cousins, and my Nana. We had a blast going to Washington, DC where we saw the Lincoln, Jefferson, and Washington monuments! We went to an art Museum and even got to see the Fourth of July fireworks over the Potomac River. The skyline was awesome with little fireworks like meteoroids flying everywhere.
17: Then, after that, we went to Williamsburg, Virginia. We also visited Yorktown and Jamestown. It was very hot; one day it got to 108 degrees! My cousin, Haley had a little squirt bottle that she would squirt us with. In Colonial Williamsburg we got to step all over mud for making bricks as the settlers would have done. It was definitely one of the best vacations ever.
18: In two weeks I am turning eleven. Some of my goals in life are to make it to a major league baseball game at some point, go to Daytona Beach, Florida, and go to a Colts game. I would also like to fly in a plane and expand my knowledge of God’s Word so I know where to find topics in the Bible. I do not want to get married, but I may want to become an NFL player; I’m not sure. If I can accomplish any of these goals, I will be happy. This is the end of my story so far, but there is still more to come.