Personal Narrative: A Perfect Place In Happy Valley

grew up in Chicago, Illinois, a beautiful city surrounded by violence and controversy by the media. I found things more simple when I was kid growing up here, there wasn't much to worry about but as I got older things became more complex here. The sounds of the " L "' or as you know it as, The Train, and the roaring sounds of cars passing by my house made me feel alive while growing up and as a matter of fact still does. You could wake up in the morning and see the vibrant blue skies being pierced by the skyscrapers and see other kids playing ball or riding their bikes. When it was summer time I would play ins sprinklers or go downtown and play in the fountains with my family. Of course, like most big cities I had to watch my back while growing up because you never knew what somebody was up to. It's weird really growing up here because you never know what's going to happen next , wether it's a good thing or a bad thing. All I can really say about growing up in Chicago is that if I had the chance to redo it, I'd do if a million times.

Me, Ava, Korryn, Ali, Olyvia, Bailey, and Sophie were on the way to valley fair. The loud and crowded car ride was filled with music, laughter and Sophie screaming! We got some drinks and snacks along the way and played pranks on the people that our nanny Bailey went to highschool with. About 2 hours later we were there and waiting in line to get wristbands. When we finally got our wristbands we walked in the gates of Valley Fair.

Color in Pleasantville is something totally unheard of until one day when David and Jennifer are sent there through their television. In Pleasantville, everything is in black and white and nothing ever changes. It is always bright sunny skies with a high of seventy-two and low of seventy-two degrees. Everyday is exactly the same and everything is perfect in their eyes. There is never any fighting in this town and the only thing the fire department ever does is save cats from trees. The wives do everything for their husbands, like doing all the cooking and cleaning. The children always obey their parents and never fight with their siblings. All the men go to work at exactly the same time everyday and expect dinner on their tables as soon as they get home. At the town’s high school, the basketball team has never missed a single basket in a game and they have never lost a game. Every single thing in Pleasantville is perfect without a single complaint.

My favorite place I can remember in my early childhood was my grandpa’s house. I loved being able to go there and hunt. He was He always used to have some of the best coyote, rabbit, deer, and pheasant hunting I can ever remember. I loved riding horse over the rolling hills west river chasing and branding cattle. The people there are different, they help each other or loan something to somebody for no cost. They don’t demand money for their deeds and it just seems around here that is getting to be unheard of. I would go back there in a heartbeat at any time if I could.

First of all, in Pleasantville, People may think that they have happy lives. They are truly independent. They can do anything that they want. In fact, their life is so conventional. For example, George is a head of a family. He works hard at his job during the working hour. Then he would come home as he always does. He would take off his coat, put down his suitcase and say, “Honey, I’m home”. Betty, his wife, would offer him a warm welcome with all the dinner that is nicely prepared on the table. They basically have

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

I don’t remember much, I just remember not wanting to leave. The place I would be spending the rest of my life I had only visited a few times. I, only being two at the time, was absolutely terrified of moving. Moving. It seemed like the worst possible thing that could’ve happened then. At first, when we left, it felt the same as the last time I had gone there. Then the realization that I would be gone forever kicked in, and the fact that this time, my dad wasn’t coming with us. Just my mom and I.

There’s one decision that I’ve made that I’m still carrying out; meaning, I’m still not certain whether it was a good one or not. My decision was to come to Squaw Valley Academy. I did not want to go to my local high school as the education system wasn’t the best a couple years ago. It still isn’t but occasionally I wonder if I made the right choice. By going through with this decision I have changed a great deal. I have been at this school for almost two years now, and I’m definitely not the same person that arrived here. Going back home I realized how different I was from my old friends, and how much more mature I had become.

Once I lived in Maumelle. When we moved there my Mom said, “ This is going to be the place where we spend the rest of your childhood.” Me (Lilly Hartman) and my brother (Wilson Hartman) was excited to spend it here in Maumelle. It was a wonderful place. We lived in a one story house and with a dog named Katie and a Cat named Sassy, and for some time a fish named Benson. Our house was one on the corner of the street so we had the biggest yard on the street. It was Absolutely Wonderful.

Pleasantville to me sounds like a perfect place, just like the golden age. People always seem to be having a picture perfect day with the same routine. Nothing ever changes. Just like when the basketball team never lost a single game.

In Pleasantville, disorder starts to happen slowly as the movie proceeds. While David and Jennifer fight over the remote, there seems to be some strange guy at the door. This TV guy suddenly gives them a remote and they are magically in the world of Pleasantville. Pleasantville is a world that would be described as happy, and perfect, with perfect parents, school, a perfect town, and also with perfect children. The symbolism here is that everything is in black and white for a reason. The people of Pleasantville are very unaware of everything else, all they know is about Pleasantville, there are no books, and not even sex, and even the main streets have no limits. Even Mary Sue, who is Jennifer, asked her teacher Miss Peters, “What’s outside of Pleasantville? (Pleasantville Imbd)” and Miss Peters response was “The end of main street is just the beginning again). It seems that Pleasantville only exists to the people of the town.

Joyville is just how it sounds; joyful! Life in Joyville is never a bore! There's plenty of activities to do and plays to watch! The houses are splendid, and cozy. Don't worry about jobs because Joyville has one perfect for each and every person! Please, come and stay in Joyville for a while! Be

Over my spring break I was lucky enough to get to go to Florida with my college baseball team and I got to see one if the most beautiful baseball stadiums in the US, JetBlue Park. I got to watch Florida Gulf Coast take on Florida State at JetBlue Park, which is used as a spring training field for the Boston Red Sox. My initial thought of the field is it’s almost exactly like Fenway Park with the same field layout, the big green monster in left field. Which surprised me because this was only a spring training field, very few games will be played or broadcasted here. This ballpark was unexpectedly nice and an experience I will never forget.

When i was younger i grew up in a town called Whitby. I used to enjoy going to the park and playing with my friends. Once in a while, we would walk to the next town to see other people. Also, there was a public pool down the street from my house that we would frequently go to if there was nothing else for us to do that day. There weren't very many nice places to go and eat when you were hungry. There were alot of fast food restaurants, which we did not go to. My favorite place to go and eat was a little place called Mom and Pop's, they had the best sundaes i had ever had. overall, Whitby was not a bad town to grow up in I met many great people and lived there for 18 years before moving to my current town of Campbellford.

Growing up in Acton, California was a wonderful experience. Located only two hours away from LA, and thirty minutes away from attractions like, Six Flags, it was removed from the stress of living in a city, but not too far secluded at the same time. The town was heavily involved in motor cross and/or horse back riding. It was extremely hot during the summers, and cool doing the winters. It was a very tight knit community, but always welcoming to new residents.