Personal Narrative: My Military Family

Now, I have moved all over the country, although this time was enormously different. I was there for four years and made some pretty talented friends forever and picked up skateboarding. I thought I was living life there it was the best.

When I was 11 years old I had moved from San Diego, California to Mount Juliet, Tennessee. It was a difficult challenge to face. I had to leave my friends I have been with since 5 years old to a place I have only visited once before in my life. Also the Environment was completely different. I have made a major change moving here.

I’m a military child. Change was instilled in me since my birth in Spain. My childhood was spent briefly in Europe, the east coast of the U.S, and eventually the Midwest. This change of scenery, schools, friends, and just about everything else in my life led me to be the person I am today. Travelling was amusing and I enjoyed change of pace every couple of years, but it wasn’t easy. I learned early on that getting attached to people wasn’t a good idea and should be avoided in preparation for the next move. This led me to being an incredibly shy child who couldn’t open up to people. The world I come from is an adventurous but problematic one. When I concluded making friends would assist with each transition I found myself too terrified to attempt

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.

During my younger years, my family made a big decision to move from California to Georgia. I was amazed by the different scenery as well as the different people. Because I was around 6 years old, my mother decided it was time for me to branch off and visit my father for extended periods of

Being raised by a Military family is what had to shape me the most growing up. With my Dad gone overseas, I was strictly only raised by my Mom. However, there was another contribution to what has shaped me to who I am today as well. Since we were Military, we were moved from Texas, 1,158.4 miles away to Georgia. This impacted my growth in the fact that my Mom, my Sister and I, were alone. All of my extended family lived here, scattered throughout Texas.

As of now, I’ve moved six times, however the most memorable place was Chicago. Moreover, the reason why my family and I moved from Boston to Chicago was due to my dad’s promotion along with the surrounding schools. Before moving to Chicago, we used to live in Boston and the environment of both places are completely divergent in terms of the personality of people and how. Likewise, given a short notice, it took awhile to adapt to the environment because the decision of moving happened suddenly.

I’ve been through a variety of things in my life so far. I am From Yuma, Arizona my family and I moved to Hampton, SC. Following that move, we left again due to my dad being laid off from work and we found a place to live which is here in Belton.

Our three day journey began in the state of Virginia. We drove through West Virginia, Kentucky, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, and it came to well anticipated ending in Colorado. That is where my father's new military base was stationed and that is why we had to move, I think. To me, a fourth grader at the time, the reason being did not matter. The only thing that mattered was the fact that we had moved for the second time in my nine years of life. The only thing I focused on was the rear door of our 1997 Ford explorer being lifted into the air. See the rest of my family had decided with there being no seats lefts at the front of the truck, my tiny stature would fit perfectly in the back, along with the luggage. So for three days straight the six of us had been stuffed into that truck like a can of tuna. This was not the first time we had moved and it was certainly not the last.

When I was younger, my family and I lived in Wichita, Kansas.One of the best parts of living there was that relatives were nearby. We always had a place to go if we needed it. It was fun driving up to my nana and papa’s house every week. I remember how my sisters and I used to always play in the backyard and how I constanty feared the basement. Soon after my first 4 years of life began, my father was stationed to Texas in a little city called Wichita Falls, near the border of Oklahoma. It was very different living there.

As a child, my family was always on the move. We lived in Fresno, Bakersfield, Oakland, Daly City, San Francisco and Yemen. My parents are from Yemen, but I was born here, in 2010 we flew out to visit the country and see my grandma. However, what was meant to be a summer vacation became a three year stay.

All my life I have had a passion for learning about different cultures and peoples. This passion most likely comes from my unique upbringing. I was born into a military family. I have had opportunity to live is different places and learn many things about the world and the people in it. As a child of a military family I have had so much exposure to a variety of diverse cultures, so I tend to be rather open-minded. Having been an outsider myself plenty of times before, I find that I am more accepting of people with different worldviews than most Americans. By and large, because I have had to adapt to new cultures and make new friends every couple of years, I now have excellent social skills, easily finding common ground and striking up conversations with people from a variety of backgrounds.

My roots are in Redmond, Oregon, but after the tornado of my parent's divorce and my Mom and I living in Mexico for six weeks we moved into my grandparent's house in Lake Elsinore, California. I was only one-years-old when my parents divorced, so it was not until I got a little bit older that I understood what had happened. Even during a hard time happiness was found during my Mom and I's stay in Mexico with my cousin Suchi and her parents. Since I was so

I grew up in Georgia after my mother moved me at the age of 4 because my father was abusive. The move was pretty traumatic for us children because we couldn 't understand what was going on.

Firstly, Arizona. This is where I spent a majority of my childhood, living in Tucson, Az, from 2004-2008 and 2012-2015. The first four years, I lived on the Air force base. I may not remember everything from this time period, but the most poignant memories include the tight-knit community of military families, walking down the street to my best friend’s house, and getting my pets. In my early childhood, I had a massive fear of dogs. In an attempt to help me overcome my fear, my family adopted a small rescue mutt named Daisy. It didn't seem like that big of an ordeal at the time, but looking back, I conquered my fear, allowing me to pursue my dream of becoming a Veterinarian. The second time span spent there, my middle school years and first year of high school, had an entirely different influence on me. We lived in a more rural area, but still formed close bonds with our neighbors, spending much of our time visiting with them. Another important change came in seventh grade, when I was cut from the school soccer team on the first day of tryouts. I had been playing soccer for almost ten years, but in Virginia it was far less competitive than in