Personal Narrative: Moving To Texas

I just thought it was a state of strictly farmers and cows, but it just happened to have a large military fort that my dad was getting stationed to. My whole family was in shock when he told us we had to move to Kansas of all places. We were all pretty upset about the situation, but my dad and I didn’t compare to my mom and sister. My mom and sister were notorious for being beach bums, as they would sit out in the sand for the whole day only coming inside to refill drinks or get something to eat. They were out in the sun so much that their hair turned from dark brown to an almost dirty blonde, and their skin was almost as dark as their hair. As for my dad and I, we were white as sour cream other than our arms and legs as we enjoyed the beach in modesty from our deck. On top of the tan lines we both shared, we looked exactly alike. Both dirty blonde hair and same facial structure, but my dad was 6’2” with biceps the size of my head and I was just a 10 year old. We didn’t seem as upset about the move because we both had the interest of moving somewhere different. As we packed our things and said our goodbyes, I never thought about the deeper changes in my life that I would have to

Growing up in the same city for just about your whole life gets you accustomed to the same routine everyday. You know where you're going, you see all too familiar faces, and life just seems so bland. That was my case. I've lived in San Antonio for all my seventeen years of life, and have always wanted a sense of venture. However, when the summer of my Junior year came around, that completely changed. Being involved with my high school theatre company has given me many amazing opportunities, one of them occurring every year around November, when my troupe and I attend the Texas Thespian Festival. The festival takes place in Dallas and since it's a state festival, countless schools from across Texas travel to the fabulous Omni hotel and not

Living in Dallas Texas is not so bad. I lived in an apartment building that was not so big, but the worst part was that there were tons of roaches. So we decided to move to Frisco.Also my dad has a job there. As the last few days of school came we started packing. It was hard because my brother was giving a hard time to my Mom. On the last day of school we left to go home. We had a scheduled flight to Puerto Rico to visit some relatives. After we came back we went to Houston to visit my cousins. They stayed with us for a month in my house, then after days of packing they left and we started packing. We did a lot of shopping P.S I HATE SHOPPING oh and P.P.S. I only like shopping if it's for me. We had most of the stuff in backpacks & suitcases,

Leaving the state of Texas for somewhere new and fresh has always been a dream of mine. This city, this state, has become so stagnated for me. The people, the air, the opportunities, all seem dried out. I have to leave this state and I desperately want to gain a college level of education. This is a thirst for knowledge has little to do with a future job or my future economic situation. Obviously if I saw into the future and learned that I was rich, I would have no complaints, but if I saw that I was rich and uneducated it would be so revolting. I want to learn about specific, amazing things at a great college. I want to be able to identify something no one else could identify, answer something no one else could answer, I want to be extremely

The birds, squirrels, and fishes living in tranquility. The daylight there is an early riser, while the night feels like a mother rocking her baby; peaceful. Therefore, the nights are so still that only the beautiful harmony of the crickets could be heard. The green tree looks so alive, they were standing large and stiff. There was even the opportunity of exploring the mountain trails. It was amazing being able to experience something completely different, especially when it was just a few days from starting my junior year. The memories from that trip will be unforgettable.

The company I work for is First Texas Homes, which is a private owned new home builder exclusively in the North Texas and Houston area. I office out of a model home inside one of the communities that I work in. The model home office includes myself, a new assistant and our manager who is the community sales consultant, Mr. Evans. Mr. Evans is the community manager so his responsibilities include, selling lots to clients for our company to build them a home, start a home to sell while it’s in the construction process, manage the community, manager the buyers who are on a contract, develop strategy to get new buyers in the door and problem solving, among many other things. I am Mr. Evans community coordinator and designer and some of my responsibilities

Type your answer in this box. Ever since I moved from San Jose I knew my life would change forever. I moved to Temecula California only for a temporary time. We stayed with my moms friends for a while, her name was Vhergie, she was a kind person, she has 3 little kids and a boyfriend. The first couple of weeks were pretty good, I got the know the kids a bit more, talk to auntie Vhergie, and even her boyfriend Czar. We got to know the place of Temecula very well and adapted to it.

Growing up, majority of the time I was the youngest and shortest out of everyone else, so it was really hard to do things I wanted to do. I didn’t always live in Texas either. Before I moved here a lot happened. My mom was married to my biological father for a little then they got a divorce so he really wasn’t there to see me grow up only when I and my brother got to visit him. A little while later my mom was getting remarried and I didn’t really like the guy at first, but that’s like most little kids trying to adjust to new surroundings. Whenever my mom got remarried we became a military family and I didn’t know until I was older so it really didn’t affect me at the time. A couple of weeks later we moved to Germany. Here’s really when I really got sneaky.

There is change everywhere in the world; every minute, every second, but this change hit me hard. I was living an ideal lifestyle in Long Island. I had plenty of friends and my family lived near by. I was on cloud nine. That all changed in an instant when I came home from school one day and my parents announced that we were moving to Texas.

If I could travel back in time there would be many places in time and many things I would want to fix and do. Although the main time period I would want to go back is to whenever I first moved to Texas from Italy. While Italy was amazing, especially the food and I would love to go back there anytime, Texas was a much more exhilarating experience. Whenever I first moved to Texas was my sophomore year. Therefore, if time travel was possible I would go back to the day before we drove to Texas and the first thing I would do is tell me to get my permit in Texas. While that would be the first thing I would tell myself to do, I would also then tell myself everything that happened while I lived in Texas and the breathtaking experience I had while I

Texas is the place that I love the most. I can do anything I want as long as I do not get in trouble with my parents. Every time I go to Texas I always have fun with my cousins. I have lots of family members in Texas that I do not know about yet. Someday I will meet all of them if I go back to Texas one day.

I have had many experiences and examples of a time that I or someone else have encountered something that was different or new. My first experience was moving here from Arizona, many changes were made such as the weather, people, surroundings, schools, etc. I came here and automatically did not like the scenery and some of the people. I most definitely thought it was odd and weird that everyone knew each other. It felt a lot like a western and kind of old country movie and I did not like it at all. Wichita has grown on me though, it is a little boring and I would rather be somewhere else all of the time, but it is not that bad and I cannot really complain.

The cons of living in Houston. I'll go through them first: It is hot here, and it is humid. We have summer days that will make you melt. Fortunately we have air conditioning everywhere. Unless you're a golfer or cyclist, you won't have to experience the heat unless you're going between your car and a building. I do hear they are plenty Nigerians but its just hyped, I rarely see them. Just 2-3 African stores and Resturant.

I loved it there. It was finally a place where Grammy and I were safe and happy. But one day, we heard something on the radio: “Hello, America . . . weather update, there is quite a big storm coming to Texas, and I mean big! Anyway. . . .”

The thought of moving back to San Antonio fills me with joy. It may not be New York or Seattle, but it just feels like home. Being in the city feels like a cozy cup of hot coco, the people that make up this glorious area make visitors feel welcomed. I aspire to do the same once I become one with this city. Compared to the small city of Weslaco, San Antonio has it all. From the historical landmarks to the enjoyable amusement sites to the wonderful tasting food options, this place has all I need and all I could ever desire. Every time I imagine San Antonio i envision going to Six flags and visiting the zoo. To think that living here would give me time to access these sites is just incredible. Something about this place just excites me, the feeling of being somewhere new where my surroundings are divergent.