There’s just something about growing up in a small town that makes life better. I’m able to know everyone in my community. I’m able to go back road driving and just have fun with my friends. Juxtaposed to living in the cities where it’s not as safe, I know that I’ll always be safe in my little town. In the moment of being around a bonfire and listening to music with friends and just talking about life, I’m so happy. That’s where I want to be. There’s no place I rather be. I’m able to be free and not crowded with people everywhere I look or go. I have space to myself. I feel secure in my little town. If I were to live in the city I would feel so alone, even though people would be everywhere. Everything would be crowded, the streets would
Since I have lived in multiple locations as a child and teenager, I had to think about what place to consider as my hometown. I was born in the crazy world of Hollywood, California, although I did not live there for very long. I also lived in other cities while growing up, and chose just one to focus on, San Dimas. Since I had several painful experiences while residing there, I was never crazy about living in San Dimas, for I lived in an area where several people were cruel to me. They would call me names, throw objects at me and threaten to harm me physically. This occurred in my neighborhood and at school. Luckily, I had a small group of friends with whom I explored the city and the surrounding hills nearby. We would hike and find old mines,
Growing up in a very little town in Illinois was a lot different than growing up in Houston, Texas. When I was in the fourth grade I found many things to have changed about my surroundings, I currently lived in a place where, the people thought and acted differently. I know now reading about it and understanding more that some of those changes were for the good and some were not. Small town living has its advantages such as, very close friendships, close approximately to may things, and friendly people. Looking back, I also realized that there were a lot of disadvantages such as lack of transportation, affects of a poor education, no opportunities for growth, crime, no diversity, and low paying jobs and housing. Now that I am older, and aware of the affects of living in a small town, I can see how these many things affected my life and will continue affect it in the future.
Living and growing up in a small town is better than doing so in a big city.
I grew up in a suburb of Kansas City for most my life. Two years ago I moved with my parents to a very small town where my dad grew up. Growing up in a larger town has shaped the way I act and feel towards people. In the small town I live in now everyone knows everyone, and everyone knows everyone’s business. That was never the case when I was growing up people minded their own business for the most part.
I love the quote by Ezra Taft Benson, “Some of the greatest battles will be fought within the silent chambers of your own soul.” That quote rings true to me, and has throughout all my life. When I was young, I suffered from such severe social anxiety that even talking to close relatives was terrifying. The anxiety was so severe that my mother nearly brought me into therapy. But one day, she drew a diagram for me. This diagram had a circle in the center labeled “comfort zone"; it explained that when we push out of our comfort zone, we expand our previously little comfort zone into a greater one. I took this principle to heart at a young age, and started pushing myself socially to expand my comfort zone. Even saying hello was a monumental success
“Honey, I got laid off again” my dad told my mom when I was about ten years old. At the time though, I didn’t know what was going on, so I really didn’t think anything of it. As I got older though it started to get clearer that he didn’t have his job anymore. That’s when i started to ask question on why he doesn’t have a job anymore. But during during the ages 12 and 15 he had gotten rehired by the same company, and then they laid him off again. The second time though, it took a pretty bad toll on us financially.
I had to get familiar with the area. Oklahoma City is much bigger than Enid, Oklahoma. There are many more people around you. I enjoy the city more than a small town because here, there are constant activities going on. I believe there is always something to do in the city. Whether it's a Thunder game, Baron’s game, or even a concert event, I always feel apart of my new surroundings. When I lived in Enid, events to attend and activities to do were limited. My friends and I would go to the skating rink, bowling alley, and when it was summer, The Splash Zone was definitely the place to go. I also meet new people and see new faces everyday. In a small town, you basically know everyone and their family as
The place I call my hometown is Latta and I have realized that living in a small town has its perks and privileges. Latta is a small city filled with people that are affectionate and loving; especially my family. My hometown has taught me the importance of my family and friends. In the small city of Latta, nearly all the people would look out for each other like family and friends or even neighbors as well. My parents instilled values in me of never giving
I live in a neighborhood where the neighbors are friendly. My neighborhood itself gets very hectic at times, but that’s just where I live not where I’m from. I am from Kansas City, Missouri, the most craziest city there is. As Ms.Bowman may say Missouri is the “Show Me State.” I used the love being there and I still do love going home and visiting seeing all the familiar faces.
What makes me move? What makes me go? It’s simple, I like to give back to the community that has given me so much in the last few years. Not only have I broken my outer shell, I have grown confidence in doing activities I love and even don’t love. All for the adrenaline of helping people in a way that makes me grow. I pursue this mission of mine to enact a giant volunteering venture every year. From Pan Am, to Alumni Relations and TIFF.
I live in Gatesville, TX. It is the classic definition of a small town, with not much to do or see. I have lived here my entire life: all seventeen years and nine months.
I grew up in a broken city. I grew up in a city believed to produce thugs and drug addicts, nothing else. I grew up in a city where you are expected to be tough and fight back instead of turning the other cheek. I grew up in a city where minorities are looked down upon. I grew up in a city where it is common for violent fights to break out right outside of your school window. I grew up in Memphis, Tennessee. Despite the negativity found within it, I love my city because it provided me with the perfect example of what not to be.
Do you have a place that you feel safe to be at either if it’s being at home, a park or even school? Lynda Barry and I share the same the place that we feel safe and comfortable at and its being at our school. Barry came from a family where her parents were always fighting over on how short of money they were and having relatives move in temporary on and off. Her and her brother always felt left out of the family because they thought their parents were always ignoring them. Barry says, “The high levels of frustration, depression and anger in my house made my brother and me invisible.” Barry always felt safe and being noticed at school. Mr. Gunderson, school janitor, let her help out to get the classrooms cleanup and ready for the day. She felt happy and had tears of joy when she seen her teacher
The pursuit of attending college has been a personal desire and goal for as long as I can remember. While maintaining a rigorous academic course load, I also had a passion for excelling in my music endeavors. My superior GPA and yearly testing scores broadened my career choices but made it difficult to discern whether I wanted to pursue something in the field of medicine, education, or music. The academics, experiences, and activities that I have been involved with throughout my life, definitely have shaped and encouraged me to think deeper about what it is that I would truly love to excel in on the college level and pursue as a life-long career.
I had grown up in a tiny-ish village with my Mother and when I finished high school, I had moved away to the city for college without even thinking twice. There were two reasons for my rapid move: I wanted to see what was out there and I wanted to finally escape from my Mother and her horrible choices on husbands.