Personal Narrative: Moving To Arizona

Do you remember when you were a kid, there was that one place that always seemed so amazing, but once you got there you were so disappointed? When you are a kid, a disappointment like that seems to be a big deal. Well when I moved to Texas, it was just that. The worst place I have ever tried living, was in Bethel, Texas. There are numerous reasons that make me say this including, the excessive oil drilling, how spread out each town is, and how god awfully ugly it was. I would never recommend going there. I moved there, and within a month, I came back home. Even if I think of it as a Vacation, it still was a horrible experience.

Hola fellow classmates. I am Michelle and look forward to working with all of you over the next 8 weeks. My area of study is in accounting and delighted to finally learn Spanish. I currently reside in gloomy Ohio and look forward to moving south after my daughter finishes this year of school. Learning the Spanish language is going to be truly helpful in communicating once I move to Florida. Unfortunately, I cannot recall a time that I have experienced a different cultural introduction. Now that I must think about the people that I have encountered in my life, and the greetings that I have had with them, they all seemed to have used the standard introduction of shaking hands. Greetings to my family and friends is a hug and kiss on the

When I arrived in Dallas, I was legitimately surprised to see that people in Texas were normal. They were not all wearing cowboy hats and boots with pistols tucked into their belts. I was ten years old, and I had just become accustomed to life in Missouri, right after leaving to Texas. Previously, I had moved from Albuquerque, New Mexico to Missouri when my dad’s job relocated us. Then, my dad quit his job and decided to pursue his dreams of owning a cattle ranch because his job had asked he relocate us to White Plains, New York. While his worst nightmare was being forced to live in a crowded, bustling urban municipality, mine included simply moving again.Visions of tumbleweed and desert haunted me the days following his announcement. This

I was nine years old when I moved to California from Japan, all the way across the world. Moving to California was quite possibly the weirdest experience that has happened to me as a child. Trying to move from a place that I pretty much spent my life in than literally going across the world without knowing anything about it was very foreign to me, however my parents used to live in california for about one or two decades.

I did not know anybody. The closest person that I knew was a six hour drive away, not even in the same state as me. The day that I moved to Texas was the day that I left my sense of security behind – everything I had ever known was taken from me, and having no say in this discouraged and frustrated me. Being part of an expat family accustomed me to moving, but this time it was different. The transition from living in Qatar to living in Texas physically and mentally exhausted me, but, with the right skills and resources, I was eventually able to overcome it.

When George came home from work he told me that he had some really good news. Now, I don't know if I would call it good news, but he said that our family needs to move to Oregon. At first I was in such shock because Iowa is such a good place for our family, but a change is always good. The government is giving all males over the age of sixteen 640 acres of free farmland. That is more land then we have right now, and the land won’t be as crowded as the land here in Iowa.

I moved to Arizona from Boston in 2014. We have moved around before, but this was different. We were going across the country. I was sad to leave everything I knew behind for someplace I didn’t really know about. We moved in July, and as August came closer and closer, I got more nervous. Would I sit alone at lunch? Would I like my teachers? As any 6th grader would be before the first day of school, I was scared and a bit nervous. I was pretty shy, always hiding myself in books. So I was relieved to find that we wouldn’t have to find our classes alone on the first day. I was dreading lunch, but I put it out of my mind. That day, in fact, I met one of my best friends. I managed to survive my first day of middle school. And the next. And the next. I even got good grades in math! I sometimes struggle, and did previously, in math.

In 2011 on a very cold December night, my dad told me something that I will never forget. My siblings and I were all sitting in my fathers very out dated apartment, eating hamburger helper and watching a movie on his small 32 inch t.v.

I remember he was the only person who would talk to me while I was broad. Reason being, he worked in the night, and with the time difference, it was perfected. I am so glad I had Travis to talk to, I would share all of my wishes, desires, and dreams with him. After I got back from Australia and graduate college, Travis was right there on my graduation day.

The first time that I saw Payton I was in 6th grade. He moved to Lake Mills from Appaltin. He was a funny person. He would always be able to make someone laugh when they were having a bad day. He went the rest of the way through grade school with me. Then he went to Lakeside for his freshman year. Then part way through his sophomore year he went to a different school. Now his landlord kicked him out of his house and they moved up to apaltin. I don’t get to talk to him very much anymore. I hope that some day he will move closer to me again.

We started off with just HIs and HELLOs, then we became pals, and now we are best friends, an unbreakable bond.

I was 14 when I met my first real boyfriend. His name is Ray Warwas. Ray lived in Frederic with his mom, brother, and sister. At first I thought that he was a nice guy and that I’d give him a chance, but somewhere along the way I realised that I couldn’t handle someone as clingy as he was. Towards the end I figured that it’d be best to be friends, he agreed, but now being friends is what’s best for everyone.

It all started out during the summer time in the hot days of June when my friend Megan Trail wanted to bring me along with her on a double date.of course, I had to say yes. I didn't know who the guy was,but once I met him we hit it off right away,I knew we had a connection or so I thought. "Anthony",is now forever cursed in my brain.He was one of those guys your parents warn you about dark hair,green eyes,eighteen years old,

I was patiently waiting for everyone to be done with their water break, so we could find more sets in the show. All of the sudden, the weird guy comes walking toward me, smiling. I was really nervous and scared of why he was walking towards me. After he got really close to me, he didn’t say anything, but just gave me a high five, both of us awkwardly grinning at each other. To be honest, I was pretty geeked about this, no guy has ever really given me attention before. For some reason, in my mind, I just had this crazy thought that if I could get his name and search him up on Facebook, I could then talk to him (I couldn’t talk to him in real life because I was way too

I remember the first remember the first time I met him. It started when I got to my new school I made a few friends, but still didn’t know him. Then there was one day when I was in after care. My brother was there and he said he was playing tag with someone so I decided to play as well. Then I met him His name was also Andrew, and he was in the grade under me. When I first saw him he was so energetic it was insane he was so full of energy. He seemed like a very nice person, but then we started playing teen titans go. So he took it too far and punched everyone in the stomach while screaming booyah. So I thought that it wasn’t going to work out. The next day we played with him again, and he was also rough. Then we eventually became really close friends over the long school year. It was really fun, but then since the elementary school only went up to fourth grade I went to the next school. So I had to survive fifth grade without him.