My Personal Experience : My Life In My Hometown

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 I lived in the small town of Duncan, Oklahoma; although, not nearly as small as the town I currently reside in. Throughout my adolescence, I attended Mark Twain Elementary School and as I was ending the third grade, my parents decided that we should move to Fox, Oklahoma to be closer to my grandparents. Moving would bring big changes my way such as a smaller school, living in the middle of nowhere, and new ways of entertainment. Living in the country has its pros and cons, but I can tell you the only thing I could think of the night we moved out there was the cons. Eventually, I had grown accustomed to the silence, lack of traffic, and having nothing to do. Looking back I feel that if we had not moved to the country then I would

Where I come from it's taking pride in your yard, knowing every single one of your neighbors, and leaving doors unlocked because there isn’t a thing to worry about. I find comfort in that small town feel, and I am more than proud to be from good ol’ Warrenton, Indiana. Here, we are just a wee bit shy of being big enough to be on a map, but we have a name and we have town lines. Within those lines nearly two hundred people have found a home, and thanks to Mr.Dave Gruible our community is steadily flourishing. There are now three subdivisions on the rise in addition to the church, salon, family restaurant, and campgrounds that nestled into the area years ago.

On 06/19/17, a t12:00pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian was dispatched to 3251 Miriam Drive South on an injury-possible dangerous or vicious dog. I arrived at the location and was advised by The Columbus Division of Police (CPD) that the victim is being transported to Mount Carmel West Hospital (793 W State St) for her injuries and dog owner resides at the above location. I exited my vehicle and approached the dog owner. I spoke to dog owner Alex Kriglowitz and his wife. I asked Mr. Kriglowitz what transpired. He explained he was mowing his lawn and opened the side fence to mow the side yard. His dog was in the backyard. Mr. Kriglowitz completed mowing and forgot to close the gate. Mr. Kriglowtiz went inside the house and the next thing

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.

I grew up in Brooklyn, specifically a neighborhood located north-central of the borough. Living anywhere else but the city and genuinely enjoying your experience is viewed as very rare, from a New Yorker’s standpoint. This place of joy and ridiculously high rent has bright lights, cliche tourist attractions and notorious public transportation. And yet, this was my home, somewhere I believed I would be destined to spend eternity in. To my surprise, in late June of 2013, I was forced to relocate to suburban New Jersey, which came as one of the biggest shocks of my life so far. Devastated, and absolutely heartbroken by this change of atmosphere, my life felt like it was falling apart. Unbeknownst to me, it would turn out to be one of the greatest

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.

New Richland, Minnesota is the little back-country town that I grew up in. My family moved to New Richland when I was ten, and I lived there until I graduated High School. Folks from my hometown loved spending time out on the nearby lake, cheering on the High School sports teams, eating out at the local bar, and going drinking every weekend. The older I grew I realized that those activities did not amuse me in the slightest. That is why when I graduated High School I moved far away and never looked

I grew up in a small town named Polo, IL. When I say small town I am of course exaggerating in the fact that by saying small I really mean that it is tiny. The town itself contained about 700 people while the surrounding countryside contained about 500 more. A classic small town in the middle of nowhere making it extremely hard for anyone or anything to cause any trouble. Being extremely cautious with my sisters and I, my parents thought this would be the perfect place to raise four growing girls. It was nice, quiet, and the small town relationships that you often find in these farming towns was present everywhere that you looked. As a kid most would have hated to live in this tiny town, but to me this was heaven on Earth and I intended to enjoy every single second that I had in this charming little

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 was born on April 24, 1994, in Los Angeles, California to Patricia Andrade and Francisco Javier Garcia. My father was an immigrant from Mexico, and mother was Mexican-American born in South Los Angeles. I was the first born in my family. I grew up in the small city of Walnut Park. Walnut Park is located near South Gate and Huntington Park. The demographics of the city were and still are predominantly Hispanic/Latino. Many of the residents were newly emigrated from various parts of Latin American, mainly from Mexico. I was brought up Catholic, which was the dominate religion in the area. I was brought up talking English and Spanish. I grew up in an environment that was rich in Mexican heritage but lacked diversity.

I live in the small town of Morenci, but I wasn’t born in a small town. The song by John Mellencamp mentions a lot of different things that are similar and different to me. One of them being I enjoy this small town and most of the people that are in it.

Packing up your life and belongings is a difficult task to do. My family lived in Apple Valley, MN, until the week before my 7th birthday. My parents told my younger brother and I that we were moving to Hastings, MN. I had no idea where that was as a child. I was excited about this new experience. I have always been interested in travelling. When we arrived in Hastings, it was nothing like my old town. I knew nobody, all I knew was that I lived in the middle of the woods. Moving to a different town isn’t just about the new house, it is also about making new friends at a new school, and living a different lifestyle.

Linyi is my hometown, and I am deeply in love with my hometown. Linyi is a beautiful place. There are flowers, grass, mountain, water, fresh air. The people here are sincere, hardworking, simple and kind. Always working for the city and work hard. Linyi is a prefecture-level city in Shandong Province, which is the largest and most populous city in Shandong Province. It is located in the southeast of Shandong Province, near the Yellow Sea, east of sunshine, west Zaozhuang, Jining, Tai 'an, north Zibo, Weifang, south of Jiangsu. Prefecture-level Linyi City jurisdiction Lanshan, Luo Zhuang, Hedong 3 District and Tancheng, Lanling, Junan, Yishui, Yinan, Pingyi, Fei County, Mengyin, Linshu 9 counties. My family in Yishui county.