It been a ten years I missed my hometown. I still remember about my hometown, where I grew up and spent half of my childhood time in there. My hometown was small, we didn’t have a tall building,and even we didn’t have a good house. I lived in refugee camp,I was happy to live in there. In my hometown everyone nice to each other, neighbor were grateful, and Helpful. Back in days I had so many friends, We were played football (soccer) everyday, Sometime my friend and I used skipped class together, and
astounded me. Growing up in my southern town, I was not forced to have specific ideals, but the culture certainly affected them. My town has made me who I am today and I question if being raised so conservative has held me back and if the culture in my hometown needs to be more modernized. Not being adjusted to individuality, the culture of the town, and the towns traditional views, are all experiences that have impacted me to understanding where I came from has affected my social identity. From a
family and friends. For me, my hometown is Ali Chuckson or Little Tucson, on the Tohono O’odham Nation in Arizona. I also go through a process of choice, when I was getting bullied my first year of high school. I chose to leave my hometown, to go to a boarding school
Throughout my life, I have been privileged to know a strong sense of community. My understanding of community has been carved out and shaped by each community that I have been a part of and the subsequent life experiences that I have had by being a part of these communities. To me, community means a sense of belonging with people who have some capacity of like-mindedness. When you belong to a community, you feel like a piece of a larger puzzle that comes together to create a whole. Each community
of my life. To me, it has always been an underlying, but mostly invisible issue. My viewpoint has radically changed since starting my undergraduate career, and has continued to evolve throughout the following years. These readings have showcased different aspects that I have not been aware of previously, as will be discussed further below. Heterosexism is not something that I have extensively thought of before, or really thought about in general other than in passing thought. In my hometown, heterosexism
A Common Love is the Greatest Love: Our Town and My Hometown Our Town, written by Thornton Wilder, is one of the most performed plays in America. In this play, a number of characters with different roles and traits appear, and the roles range from doctor, student, undertaker, and housewife to a newspaper editor. The background of this play is a small one-stop town in New Hampshire, just across the Massachusetts line, and its name is Grover’s Corners. The main character I would like to focus on throughout
Back in my hometown, Medford Massachusetts, I work at a local popular sub shop. This sub shop has people coming from all neighboring towns just dying to try one of our famous subs. I work here as a chef with a small crew of around 6 total workers who are all very close to each other. I have been working here for a while, and I have seen workers come and go, but the one thing I realized is that I’ve never seen/heard of a girl working here before. I figured I would bring this topic across to my boss,
At the completion of my degree program at Northeastern State University, commencement exercises were rapidly approaching. As most of my classmates and friends were filled with excitement, I was experiencing mixed emotions, most of all fear of the unknown as to where I would end up. To be completely honest, I was fearful of leaving Tahlequah and Northeastern State simply due to so many unknown variables as to what steps I would take next in my life. I dreaded the fact that I was leaving Tahlequah
this feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Most of the time transitioning means that something is about to change and change can sometimes be a scary thing. College is something I always knew I wanted to do when the time came, but it was also something I always pushed away in my mind because it was not in my comfort zone. Since neither of my parents went to college I never really heard about the experiences of college but if I would have based my opinion on college from my parents I probably would not
shape who I am today. Hometowns can provide many meaningful experiences important to one's’ development and that is what Smithton, Illinois has done for me. I believe that my hometown of Smithton, Illinois played a vital role in helping me develop my sense of creativity. Living in a neighborhood outside of town I often ran out of things to do, but luckily my best friend lived up the street. We were young, creative, and a little reckless which led to a lot of fun. Directly behind my house were the woods