Essay About Moving To Ephraim

I leaned my head against the car window watching the leaves blowing around, just trying to distract myself from a slight feeling of emptiness inside of me. This feeling seemed all too familiar to me. My family and I had all of our possessions packed into boxes yet again. We were moving to a new state. At this point, up rooting our lives and starting over almost seemed more like a hobby than anything more significant. However, I have just now come to realize that what seemed like constant inconveniences in the past, have actually taught me how to be the best me with influences all around the country. Living in three different states and five homes may have been a challenge, but it provided me with memories that I wouldn’t trade for anything because those moments created the person I am today.

However, besides my brutal and malicious city I loved my neighborhood because it actually made me the person I am today. I had a great Grandmother, Nice friends, and cool teachers. My grandmother was very generous, she worked one job and owned a home in which me and her lived, she hadn’t really showed her love for one but you could tell that she loved us all. I greatly appreciated my grandmother for her effort to keep a roof over my head and to be a respectable young woman. Without her attempts I honestly think I wouldn’t be on the right path. In addition, I wasn’t the smartest kid in school but I always tried my best. Even when things got rough for me I never gave up. My favorite subject was Biology because I loved to learn about the human body. While focusing on that I also managed to focus on my interest for children. I loved to work with children and lead them down the right path. I know I would be a great role model for children. Also I could change a life. After Graduation I had my whole life planned out, I was going to attend Hampton University for four years . I knew Hampton was the right college for me, it was packed with children who wanted to be successful just like me. I did several

Making new friends everywhere I went took a lot of courage too. Whenever someone has to walk up to another whom they don’t know and lay their heart out on the line, it takes a lot of courage. For me walking up to someone and asking them to “be my friend,” for lack of a better phrase, was like walking up to that cute guy in math class and asking him out on a date, or trying to get his number. It scared me more than anything in the world and I was way to shy to do it. It takes a lot of courage to stop yourself from saying, “forget it, I don’t want friends, it’s not worth it.” This was one of my most feared things to do, since I am one of those people who needs other people, but is also horribly shy. I had to learn to get outgoing, and put my heart on the line. I also learned that when you get hurt just pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and

As I went downstairs the tone of the room felt hot, humid, and empty. Hot, because of the burning Atlanta temperatures of ninety-eight degrees or higher. Humid, caused by the broken air conditioning and affecting the density of the atmosphere. Finally empty. The furniture was missing and minimal sounds can bounce off to make echoes. I was departing from a place that I called home. I lived at the address 353 Leisure Court for almost a year; the identity of the street brings back smiles to my face because of its pleasantry. Living here has made me feel secure like a dog to his owner. Moving away from this security brought feelings of uncertainty. My lack of confidence was about the new beginnings my family would experience after the move. But

The uneducated behavior of the East Chicago residents proved just how obnoxious they could be, I automatically knew I didn’t want to follow that path. East Chicago has shaped me into the person I am right now because I had to learn to make decisions for myself. Drugs, alcohol and gangs either gets you in a hospital or dead. The place I grew up in taught me to be mentally prepared for any obstacles I come across. I am determined to never be like the people I observe in my neighborhood, to strive and never give up. Everyday as I went home I saw the same people doing the same delinquency perpetually. My middle school peers either got pregnant or dropped out as soon as they made it into high school, I always tried to guide them towards the right choices because it hurt to see them struggle. However, I always saw school as an advantage to make it out of there and actually do something with my life. I strive my best to get good grades, eventually it payed off since I earned the privilege to become part of the National Honor Society when I was a sophomore. I am a strong confident woman, who is caring towards

My life in my perspective has been extraordinary. I have been fortunate enough to travel the United States and live in various parts as well. Each environment that I have been exposed to have differed from one another. The environments in which I was raised changes When my father received his orders. then my family and I have to move to another region of the United States. with these experiences, I have been well-rounded to accommodate to my new and unfamiliar surroundings. throughout my life, I've been privileged to see the world through my own eyes instead of reading about it end books and watching it on television. for example, Honolulu, Hawaii 2 people who have never been the entire island is a resort. but in all actuality the island experiences poverty. without me having to move every so often I wouldn't have known that but the experience of knowing that there are a big world out there very productive gains.

When we were traveling to America we faced many difficulties, but once we made it to our Aunt's house in Virginia we knew it was going to be a great, yet grueling experience. When I first started going to school it seemed as if I was on another planet. Everyone looked different, spoke a strange language, and had a distinct mindset then me; the life of a kid should seem easy because there isn’t anything to worry about, yet worrying about everything was my coping mechanism. When I entered middle school depression and anger hit me like a freight train, so much to the point where I almost committed suicide. Fighting my so called friends for “fun” and not caring about my future was my life for those

Moving across the country is an enormous change to someone’s life. I my personal experience moving across the country is hard. Especially, when you go from the country to the city as I did. I had to go to a new school, get new friends, and here about things that I really didn’t know how to deal with. It was like hitting rock bottom after you just got to the top. This shows how moving to one place can make you feel horrible for no reason what so ever. I had to reinvent myself from country girl to city girl it was exhausting. This proves how hard it was to change because you are so used to being completely different. Moving across the country is a big change and it can be hard.

Everyone’s lived experience is not ever the same because no two people are the same. Everyone lives in different places and with different people. My lived experience is different from someone that grew up in a big city because where I grew up everyone knows everyone. People who grew up in the city deal more with different cultures and races because there are a variety of people living there. Where I live there isn’t much of a variety of different people here. It’s the same families who have lived here for years, many people do not move away from here because all of their family is here.

Everyone knows the feeling of wanting to speak to someone yet the fear of rejection is stuck in the back of your mind, refusing to leave. "Painfully shy", a term used by fellow peers when describing me, and I must admit that they are far from wrong. I find myself stuck in an endless cycle of worry and regret, missing out on great opportunities as the thought of socialising with people I don't know makes my stomach churn and my palms sweat, a wave of nausea crashing over my entire being. I don't think "shy" is the correct label for me. However, I'm unsure what it is that's wrong with me, nor do I know if I will ever find out.

In my book I told the story of when I moved here from Arizona to Virginia. This event flipped my world upside down, I moved away from my family, friends, house, and the wonderful warm weather. I also had to adjust to the new climate and a new house. The making of this book has brought out the emotions of missing my friends and family that are still very far away. It has changed me personally in the way that I no longer had those friends around to shape me and I had to become more outgoing to go and make new friends. I new that we would move at some point while living in Arizona since I had already moved twice, but never imagined I would be leaving the west coast. Let alone staying out here in the same area and house for the past 10 years since

Life is a made up of an assortment of moments. Many say that one must learn from obstacles that everyone struggles with. Many also say that every challenge that we come across assist us to achieve strength of our character and self-growth. As a new kid coming from the ghetto to a suburban setting was rough at times because of bullies making comments about my speech and the ability of reading. For myself, learning to read was more difficult than tying my shoes or even riding a bike without training wheels. Coming from Bridgeport, Connecticut to Monroe, Connecticut was a huge transition; new school, new house and new people. Arriving to Monroe sparked an instant change, I was receiving work at levels that I had never experienced but was normal

“Can we talk about moving to Minnesota?”, my father would ask. “I don’t want to, ” I’d always responded. This lasted for four years, my father always looking towards the future, my future, but never willing to press me towards the opportunities he saw. I had friends, an expansive yard where I could play, take pictures, observe the wildlife, a quaint home in a quaint neighborhood attending a quaint school in northern Mississippi, and each time the question came up, a feeling of fear welled up as I thought about how different it would all be, really the complete opposite: a rural home to a suburban apartment, a school with fewer than a thousand students for grades K-12 to one quadruple the size, a world with friends, one without. Eventually, after my eighth grade year, I let in to my father and allowed logic to clear the emotions that

I can see with more clarity, the pieces of my life fitting nicely together, coalescing the past to the future while revealing a glimpse of the unknown. In retrospect, aspects of life which were challenging and difficult to understand were all vital factors in the overall scheme and part of the original plan. Suffering is said to be a key element in life, one not easily understood, yet capable of bestowing blessings beyond the pain. It hasn 't always been apparent, but the challenges presented to me are what shaped me into the individual I am today.

As a result of moving to a new town, making new friends, and living a different life style I have been shaped in to the person I am today. I wouldn’t have asked for any better way to grow up as a kid. I’ve learned so much about myself that I probably wouldn’t have if I still lived in Apple Valley. I’ve experienced new activities, such as hunting and hiking, and have made new friendships. I feel as if I have changed for the better and grew up into a great person. I believe that this all happened for a reason and I am so happy that I’ve been able to