Eudora, Arkansas: A Short Story

My old house was a huge part of my childhood. I lived there for 10 years. All of my childhood memories were made at.

I love that house we had so many memories in that house we group up there. I still remember my room. My room was decorated as princesses. What I love the most about my house was that my house was six blocks from my first elementary but once we move schools our house was only three block away from juanita jones elementary. When I was in 5th grade I came home one day and my parents and my neighbors had received a letter from the government saying that we had to move houses because they were going to expand the freeway so my parent started to find other houses I was sad about leaving I love that house I had so many memories. My house was next to a small liquor store call Bob's market. My sisters and i would always go to Bob's market before we went to school he would always give us free candy we still go and visit bob and his wife since our house is nearby but we don't visit as much.

We found out about my mom finding a better job a few months before the end of the school year. We planned on moving soon after my sister and I got out of school for the summer. We were all pretty devastated that we had to leave Vero Beach, Florida. It was pretty much the only home I ever had, except for the year or two I lived in Fort Pierce, Florida, but that was when I was only one and two. After that, we moved to Vero Beach. For the next seven or eight years, we lived in Vero Beach, till we had to move of course. Soon after we found out about my mom finding a better job we began

Down the street but I had to switch schools.When we got to our house. We had to get rid of our dogs and cats so the house was all hardwood except three rooms which is my room my parents and my sisters.I didn't like the new house it sucked moving schools. I kinda like the new house my room was bigger the other house so i had more room for stuff and a bigger closet. My room was upstairs which i like cuase my old house i was on the second floor and this new house there was two rooms on the main

I grew up in a good environment so to speak, had a mother, father, and two siblings. One older and one younger, so I was in the middle. From what I can recall I lived with my grandmother and grandfather along with my parents and siblings for a while until my parents purchased their own house around 2007 or so.

My home town is Butler,Missouri. Nothing to be that proud of. I left it as soon as I finished high school,

When we moved to VA When I was about four years old my dad was still working in the military. Then one late afternoon my dad calls a family meeting in the dining room then BOOM he tells us that he got a new job offer and that we’re moving virginia. I didn't really know what that meant cause I was 4 but my sister was devastated Because she had tons of friends at school and at home and she liked it. So we packed our bags and set out to virginia.

At age two, after my mom saved enough tips, we moved into the white shack on the corner, across the street from a greasy breakfast joint. The house that hadn't been lived in for over 15 years. It adopted many rats, insects, and had no decent plumbing or electrical system in place. My mom single-handedly reconstructed this rat-shack and it became our make-shift home. My bedroom ceiling leaked over my head and I'd often sneak into my mom's bed which was placed in the dining room. Our living "room" was the size of a small school bathroom. It smelt like one

I was a fine morning when a siren went off in the town of Little Rocks, Arkansas. The people didn’t have a clue what was happening until bulletin papers stated falling from the sky in such graceful manner. The dispassionate community didn’t care if there was bulletin papers flying through the city. They didn’t get influenced that easily by the emotions of the paper. The mayor had thrown thousands of papers out saying to have a garage sale for cancer victims.

September 7, 2015, I travel to Little Rock Arkansas to the visited family member. I had the opportunity to tour the Arkansas Museum of Discovery. The Museum of Discovery is in Little Rock Arkansas where it stands near the historic building at the River Market District on the Arkansas River within walking distance of Presidential Clinton Center. The Museum original name was Bernie Babcock established in 1927. The touring of the Arkansas Museum of Discovery were very educated to me. I learned about how King Crowley who was a Chicago mob responsible for bringing fakes archaeological into the museum. The museum received the name of science and natural history in 1964. They received this name because of the mold in the Arkansas fossil. The most

October 1929, the stock market crashed. Millions of investors went into panic. There was an incline in unemployment as companies laid off workers. Half the country’s banks failed. Meanwhile Hoover and other known leaders did nothing to resolve the crisis which caused matters to get worse. People began to lose

In 2009 my family and I moved from Chicago to Dubuque. I was 6 years old when we moved to Dubuque and it has really help me to be who I am today. My family and I packed up our bags and got on the road to Dubuque. The reason

I grew up in Forestdale, Alabama no matter how far i go that’ll always be what i call home Birmingham made me who i am i made many mistakes there but I also had plenty accomplishments there to that is where i was brought up at i will always visit there. I will try to come there every chance I get and just hang out with old friends and talk with family like i use too when i was younger. It made me who I am because it was a place i’ve always felt safe and could call home no matter what happens i know that place will always be there for me and I will always have someone who loves me unconditionally and always be there for me I will always get greeted with a hug and a smile. The place i feel loved the most is my great aunt's house in Forestdale

When I was 11 years old I had moved from San Diego, California to Mount Juliet, Tennessee. It was a difficult challenge to face. I had to leave my friends I have been with since 5 years old to a place I have only visited once before in

Words cannot express my gratitude. Receiving the Bettye McDonald Caldwell and Fred T. Caldwell, Jr. scholarship is truly an honor! After the lottery scholarship, I end up having to pay for about half my tuition, which makes this gift is an incredible blessing. Going to school full-time and working