Relocation: Personal Narrative Analysis

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Can you imagine being pulled from the only place you have known and loved, and being placed in completely new surroundings? It is not the easiest transition I can tell you that. I’m talking about moving, more specifically, the moment I found out. I was eight years old at the time. I remember my parents coming in and breaking the news to me. Their reason was we simply could not afford to drive back and forth so much. We lived in Peoria, Oklahoma and had been for roughly 7 years. So for most of my life I had lived here. My Dad worked for Pepsi at the time and also was the Chief fireman for the Peoria Fire Department. My Mom worked at Galena’s high school and because of this my sister and I went to school there. The commute to work & school everyday

My church opened many doors for me to assist my local community. For example, for the past 6 years, I led low-income families around my church campus to collect free school supplies and clothing. Every year in November, I delivered Thanksgiving meal to struggling families. At Christmas, I assisted my church in giving away Christmas presents to children who wouldn’t otherwise receive gifts. I also traveled to needy parts of the country on mission trips. On them, I restored a church and playground. These unique experiences were just the beginning of my service to beloved people and the community.

Adaption, moving from one state to another, migrating like a bird but not just for season. Forced to live in a place at never even got to visit. Take the time possibly every two months to see the only family I have. Squeezing in a few minutes to spend time with friends I used to see five days a week. Remodeling my attitude, my whole lifestyle, because my dad received a job offer that doesn't even pay better that is first. Money was tight, making two house payments because no one would purchase our old house, but we needed to move for the start of school. I cried so much the day I left the place I knew as home. I felt as if life was over, forced to wear a mask, act as if I had to be okay with this transition just to make my dad happy.

On this rock there are a whole bunch of stars and hearts. They are all over the place, almost like sprinkles. There is a path that goes one house to another one that is far away from it. It makes my rock feel like home. It kind of smells like the way it smells at the end of summer. When everyone is starting to get ready for school to start, and it starts to cool down. It makes you remember to make time for the little things, because one day, you might look back and realize they were really the big things in your life. The stars represent all of the memories I have from Utah. All of the stars are spread out and have hearts in between them. Just like how most good moments in your life, are not all at the same time, they

In the summer of 2008, my family moved into Laurel, Maryland. An old friend of my father invited us to come over to his house to meet each other's family and talk about old times. Their family wasn't big compared to our family; I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters while he had 2 daughters. His daughters invited me and my siblings to play soccer in their backyard. We agreed without hesitation. We couldn't split into even teams since it was 7 kids playing. So we decided that me and my older brother would be a team since we had more skills in the game. It was an extremely competitive game between us, I was pushed to my limit when suddenly I saw a stream of lights flicker throughout my eyes and collapsed. My initial reaction was to breath, but my

Over the past eight years of my life I’ve moved three different times, and each time was a stressful and exciting adventure. When it comes to moving, I think about the heavy large brown boxes full of clothing, the large three-ton orange and white U-Haul truck and the sore achy muscles that comes along the day after the move. Some people like to hire people to help them move, but every time I’ve moved it was only me, my mother, my younger brother, and some of my brother’s friends if we were lucky. Moving can also be a learning experience that can lead you down the path of stress, anger, fear, and accomplishment. In life, you face different obstacles every single day.

I was immediately drawn to Phineas Bresee when I read this assignment because his ministry to the poor is usually the first thing I think of when I think of Phineas Bresee. His love for the outreach to the poor and needy should be an example for us all. However, I feel that his message may have lost a little of its impact today, and we need to make a habit of revisiting it, and his passion for ministering to the poor. I have been guilty of having the thoughts of how my ministry would be different if I was a large church with lots of people and money. I am quickly reminded that problems are not prejudice and are evident no matter where you are. Researching this paper has helped me see the passion that Bresee had and how I can get out of my comfort zone even more and allow God to work in different areas of my ministry.

I will present this presentation in narrative form in the chronological order in which my experience has been obtained. I will begin with my experience working in full-time ministry that allowed me to learn and grow on community outreach. I will start with talking about the “The Gathering Event” (Document 2 Poster). The next event will be the New Orleans outreach followed by the mission trip to Reynosa, Mexico. The last event will involve my work with the Health Department.

Moving changes everything. For me, going from sunny California to bipolar South Dakota was huge. From what I thought was cold to getting here in December is definitely something I won’t ever forget. California's winter temperatures are like South Dakota's fall temperatures. Now when I go back home, and people are complaining about 40 degree weather, I just tell them that it's nothing compared to here. The switch changed a lot of things about me.

I recently moved from city to a small town, when I moved I had plans to drive to my work place every day which is about 50 minutes’ commute. As soon I moved to new town, commute start getting really hectic and I decide to look for a job closer to home. The first place I applied called me for interview next day, which was very surprising for me. I gladly accepted the job, as It was 5 minutes from home. On my 3rd day of orientation, I was told that the nurse who supposed to give me orientation, called in, so I should “just go ahead with the med pass”. I felt very uncomfortable but since I was in nursing for 12 years, in same kind of setting, I thought I could do it. I took me 3 hours to finish my med pass in a unit of 30 residents. I took my

As my mother entered the house after being gone all day, I could see it in her face, she had bad news. She wipes a tear and says, “We won’t be able to stay here any longer.” At first I understood this as her telling us we would have to move once again, another house, same city, no big deal. I had grown to be used to this kind of news. I was correct in the sense that we were moving, but this move would not be like the previous moves we had made. My mother then went on to explain that we would have to move in with my grandma who lived in Erie, Illinois.

I have waited all of my life to see you after i had moved, but you were not who I thought you would be like. You were nice, caring, and awesome to talk to in the years past, but when I moved all of that has changed. We started talking less and less, until the day I told you that my dad and I were coming down to visit you guys. I tried to talk to you when I was there but you just kept on blowing me off for other people that you knew never liked me and you were never friends with them until I moved. I knew that you always wanted to be one of the cool kids and be popular cause thats how you are. What i didn't know was that you would completely forget we were friends and pretended like I never existed, Why would you do that, we used to be friends,

After I had my daughter, I had moved back home, temporarily taken off of work, and focused on school and my new baby girl. My family was, at last, there to support me and help me become me again.

Throughout Oscar’s time as a leader at Gospel Ministries Church, he has witnessed the Sunday School program’s attendance drop significantly due to there not being a central line of communication between the information each class provides and the members of the congregation. Whether if it be due to scheduling conflicts or church emphasis, Oscar feels that once these two things are fixed, the attendance in each class will increase from what it is now, but is not sure what steps to take to make his vision a reality. Through the process of discussing solutions, looking at who will be affected, and looking at the values of each route taken a resolution can be made to decide how to get the word spread throughout the church. By reaching this goal,