Essay on Coming of Age and Moving to Massachusetts

I come from the small town of Caribou, Maine. “Why so far north?” You might ask. Well, my father took a job as meteorologist for NOAA in Caribou following his retirement from the Air Force after 20 years of service. I moved to Maine in August of 2008, exactly 9 years ago; however, Maine is the 4th location I’ve lived in after Virginia (my birthplace), Alabama, and North Carolina.

When I was around seven years-old, my twin brother and I were called downstairs by my mother to have a family meeting. It was then in the kitchen that she decided to tell us that we were going to have to move because my father had been offered a higher position in his company but to obtain that position we had to move to Atlanta. At first, I laughed it off, thinking my parents

Both of my grandparents on each side would transport back and forth from Mexico to the United States to work. These low wage jobs in the agricultural fields supported families of 8 to 9, but unfortunately wore my grandparents out by the cruel sun and stiff job conditions. Eventually deciding to move to the United States, my grandparents brought their families and settled in Woodburn. At age 14, both of my parents came to the little town of Woodburn in Oregon and would attend Woodburn High. Speaking no english and coming into a completely altered society, they were overwhelmed by the significant changes.

occasions casted out emotions of a younger age, due to obstaclas in life that hit me.

Coming of Age in Mississippi. By Anne Moody. Published by Bantam Dell in New York, New York, 1968.

There I was, feeling as if the entire world was crashing on top of me. I will be the first to say that I haven’t had and worry free and easy life but I will also tell you that nothing will ever compare to that night. The sheriffs were talking but I didn’t listen. I was lost deep in my thoughts and i feared they would always consume me. As I continued to panic, I realized my little sister needed me so I hid it all and played the calm big sister I have always been. My family watched me for a few days as I lost all sense of

I was nine years old when I moved to California from Japan, all the way across the world. Moving to California was quite possibly the weirdest experience that has happened to me as a child. Trying to move from a place that I pretty much spent my life in than literally going across the world without knowing anything about it was very foreign to me, however my parents used to live in california for about one or two decades.

The book Coming of Age In Mississippi tells a poignant story of Anne Moody’s life experience while growing up in rural Mississippi. Although Anne grew up poor, she had grit and determination. Anne’s father Fred “Diddly” and mother Toosweet were together up until their third child was conceived. From Fred, Anne’s mother had Anne (Essie Mae), Adline, and Junior. After Fred and Toosweet broke up Anne’s mother had four more children from Raymond, her second husband.

I moved to Connecticut in the September of 2008 because my Dad had a job transfer. This was around the time that I started the second grade. I was introduced to so many people and they were all so nice to me. Six years later, I made countless friends and started to feel like Connecticut was where I wanted to stay forever. But in December of 2014, my Dad got a phone call from a company in South Jersey and they wanted him to work for them. At first, he worked 3 days in Camden, and the rest of the week in Connecticut. That was difficult though because we did not get to see him as often as we wanted to. My parents then sat my brother and I down and asked us if we wanted to move to South Jersey. I did not know what to think. After six years, I loved living in Connecticut and I wanted to stay there. They told us that it would be a lot easier to move down to Jersey instead of my dad traveling every week. My brother and I both agreed that this is what we are going to have to do. I can still remember that day though. It seemed liked the world was going to a scorching end. At least my world was. I started to tell my friends that

Growing up as a military brat wasn't easy, there were many places we had to go to and we didn't have a choice. One of those places was here ,Illinois, and I was ten when we made the move here.This move was probably the hardest thing I have ever physically gone through considering all of my mom and I's stuff was lost in the ocean because the place we moved from was Hawaii.So, when we got here me and mom both didn't have our stuff but the rest of my family did.To make matters worse my dad was being shipped out to South Korea and we didn't have a house. For a whole year we were homeless,we put what was left of our stuff into storage and moved in with grandma. As terrible as that year was, it taught me a lot about what some people actually live

I was 9 years old when my mom came to with a question she had. She made it sound really serious, I thought something horrible happened. When she finally got to the question it turned out to be amazing! She asked me if I wanted and was okay with moving to Florida. Of course me being 9 thought it was such exciting news. I obviously said yes, but a few months later made me regret my decision.

Me and my family moved to Wisconsin when I was nine years old since I was so young at the time I really didn't understand what the purpose of moving from California to Wisconsin was. It wasn't until later on when I was around the age of 12 that I found out that we moved here because financially it was more reasonable. Moving here allowed my mother to become a homeowner, something she wouldn’t have been able to do in California because of the high prices. I guess you can say that at the age of nine I really didn’t have a purpose to move here apart from the fact that my mom was moving. However, over the years I realized that moving to Wisconsin was the right thing to do.

I finally understood that my father’s drinking and smoking was a problem when he began driving me to school my freshman year. Every morning, he’d pull out a cigarette and puff insults in my face. He’d start off by telling

Growing up I was always around my four sisters just about 24/7, and they would drive me up the wall. It didn’t really help with our living situation that for seven or eight years we lived in this tiny two-bedroom house out in the middle of some kind of farmer’s field. I'm not quite sure how we managed to stay in that house without killing each other. We constantly fought and I’m not really sure why looking back we probably fought because we had nothing better to do than pick fights with one & other, or that house was killing us. During a storm a tree branch fell on the roof, which surprisingly didn’t go through the whole roof. That house leaked water horribly when it was raining one night, it just didn’t stop raining for hours, and our kitchen had standing water in it. We

Our family was moving from our old house in the county into a new house in the city. We had to do this, because my mom had just given birth to my younger