Being raised in a small town was a challenge for me as a kid. A town in South Louisiana called Chauvin runs along Bayou Little Caillou until it reaches the city of Cocodrie with marsh on the opposite side of it. There were only a handful of streets off of the highway that served as neighborhoods, since we were surrounded by water on both sides. I never got the opportunity to run around the neighborhood with the kids around the block because we lived off of the highway. Instead, I would run along to the neighbors’ house, which was owned by a man named Mr. John. Mr. John was on older guy, about 6 foot and a little on the heavy side. He would always come home dressed in jeans and a different color collared shirt with a label on the left side that read “Cajun Critters”. Cajun Critters was Mr. John’s Machine Shop he owned and ran. Until he told me, I would have never known that he had his own business. Mr. John was my role model growing up. Yes my parents were there for me and no I was never pushed away by them, but going over next door just sounded like a better plan for the day. He acted like an Uncle for me, and his kids were all older and moved out so I was the only company he would get, other than his wife of course. He would always tell me stories of him growing up and how he could tell that I would be a successful person in the future. By the time I was a sophomore in High School, I had known pretty much every detail of Mr. John’s life. In 1967, Jonny Joseph Dixon was
I believe its bettter to live and grow up in a small town because its more maderen and quiet not much happens in a small town but word does spread fast and you know everyone youu go to school with some times your teacher might even been your softball coach or sport coach in general. If you were to live in a big city you wouldnt really have that conection with people like I do with people I know in my small town. Its not croweded its decent and relaxing but can get boring sometimes. Teachers may know your siblings becausee they had you as a student in that class when you were there age. Its more homie and not so as Im alone because here people would give you the shirts of there backs to help you or your family and thats hard to find in
Growing up I lived in the small town of Duncan, Oklahoma; although, not nearly as small as the town I currently reside in. Throughout my adolescence, I attended Mark Twain Elementary School and as I was ending the third grade, my parents decided that we should move to Fox, Oklahoma to be closer to my grandparents. Moving would bring big changes my way such as a smaller school, living in the middle of nowhere, and new ways of entertainment. Living in the country has its pros and cons, but I can tell you the only thing I could think of the night we moved out there was the cons. Eventually, I had grown accustomed to the silence, lack of traffic, and having nothing to do. Looking back I feel that if we had not moved to the country then I would
Regularly, we would go somewhere and do something new regardless of whether we were in the country or in the city. When we were in the country we would stay at my uncle’s grandparents’ house. They owned a cow and a calf, so while we were there my uncle’s grandma would milk the cow after dinner and give us fresh, warm milk to drink. They also had a big farm filled with rows of corn, which my siblings and I would run through. There was only one thing my siblings and I were not used to, and that was having to run outside to the outhouse when you needed to use the bathroom.
As a child I was Boston born but Georgia raised. My mom says I moved to Georgia when I was 2 but since I was 2 I don’t remember. I stayed in Georgia for 8 years and when I was ten my family moved back to Boston because my mother got tired of Georgia. I had never lived in Boston after I was born so when I got here I didn't know anyone besides family or any of the places. My first year here in Boston I lived in-for lack of a better weird-the hood. I was from Georgia the parts where the worse thing that ever happened to me was a school lockdown because they thought fireworks were gunshots. When I came to Boston it was a totally different scenery. I was scared to go everywhere and/or do anything. I lived in Mattapan kinda near Blue Hill Ave. to give you some imagery. The corner store I lived near was more than “a corner” away. But as well it wasn't a mile away either. I was scared mostly because the street I had to walk down to get to the corner store was full of houses blocking the light and wasn't ever that busy.
The play Our Town, illustrates the true essence of small town living. When living in a small town, people see a familiar face wherever they go and know the history and character behind these individuals. Life in a small town can lack options for entertainment at times; some may even categorize it as “dull”. Yet, anyone can see that Grover’s Corners, the town written about in Our Town, and Colby, Kansas contain a life full of personality and charm. The citizens of Grover’s Corners live a basic life throughout the majority of the play. The play portrays daily life, love and marriage, and how delicate life can amount to.
Growing up as a child, I was different from the rest of the kids in my current community. I grew up in a tiny religious dot, barely recognizably on a map; West Union, Ohio. I moved to Cincinnati shortly before my first grade year, but I can visually account for many memories that were created during my first portion of life in West Union.
Growing up in a very little town in Illinois was a lot different than growing up in Houston, Texas. When I was in the fourth grade I found many things to have changed about my surroundings, I currently lived in a place where, the people thought and acted differently. I know now reading about it and understanding more that some of those changes were for the good and some were not. Small town living has its advantages such as, very close friendships, close approximately to may things, and friendly people. Looking back, I also realized that there were a lot of disadvantages such as lack of transportation, affects of a poor education, no opportunities for growth, crime, no diversity, and low paying jobs and housing. Now that I am older, and aware of the affects of living in a small town, I can see how these many things affected my life and will continue affect it in the future.
All of these memories have been brought home to me more often now that I am raising children of my own. Unfortunately, we were not been able to give them that benefit of small town life at first. We lived for most of their childhood in the big city of Sacramento, California. We were afraid to let them go play in our own yard, much less run around the neighborhood with other kids. All of the houses seemed to be stacked up against each other. The buildings surrounding our neighborhood were
When I was little my family and I lived in the small city of Elmira, New York. I remember one of the problems there was that I almost never got to see my dad. The job had required him to commute a long distance everyday, causing him to leave early in the morning, and come home late at night. Even when he managed to get home early he was tired and couldn’t do much. Eventually we moved to Connecticut where we lived in two different places. Living in Connecticut was a little better than living in New York. My dad’s job was a somewhat closer than before. For some reason, life in Connecticut seemed dull to me as a child. To this day I don’t remember anything really fun about living in Connecticut. Our first house had a gigantic downhill driveway
I grew up in an environment where everyone knows everyone and it wasn't a really a bad climate but a little town I will cherish and love and will be forever be my hometown Rockport Tx
My 7th grade year I moved to Conway, AR with my mama Monique, her husband Shane, and my three brothers Lil Shane, Manny, Eli. My dad Demontrel also lived in Conway but he stayed across town. Everything about Conway was bigger from the schools, stores, and
I spent the first six years of my life in Locust Grove, a suburb of Atlanta, playing next door at my cousin Jordan’s house. Spending many hot summers playing pirates on the giant water slide his parents bought for him, is one my most fond memories from Locust Grove. I loved my time there, but eventually, my father lost his job at General Mills and we had to sell our house. Moving even farther south to Tifton, Georgia, my favorite place in the world, was an easy move. In Tifton we would be living with my grandparents, Uncle Jed, who was only sixteen at that time, and my Great-grandparents. The pool made up for the number of people living there.
"Keep your eyes on the prize" , this quote is what I try to live my life by. Growing up in a small county like Grayson County is hard to live by such quote. Living in the county with the highest teenage pregnancy rate within all the counties of Kentucky, not only makes the residents look bad but makes the student body look terrible. Also having to attend a school where other students think it is okay to bully other students. I, personally have had a close friend to go through such things in her high school career. Another problem about growing up in a small county is, drugs. I can honestly say that over half of the class I will be graduating with in 2016, has done or is currently doing drugs. I hate seeing the people that I went to elementary
I believe that growing up in a small town is better because it can make you a good person, teach you to be a really hard worker. There also won’t be as much drama
From an outsider’s perspective, living in a small town such as Agassiz seems like a pleasant and relaxing place to live; you get to know everyone, everything you need is within walking distance from your house, and it’s relatively safer than the city. However, as someone who has lived in the town of Agassiz her whole life, I have learned from firsthand experiences that small towns aren’t as peaceful as they seem. For example, the town has become too close-knit. This is due to the low population of students within the schools, mixed with the fact that a majority families have been here for several generations. As a result, cliques develop; causing drama and spreading gossip. Consequently, there just isn’t any privacy in Agassiz. Moreover, the few businesses that Agassiz has are basically all the same; overpriced convenience stores that never have what you need, and an alarming number of pizza places for such a restricted space. An easy solution for the issues that Agassiz suffers from is something that is already being implemented; expand the population by adding more housing and unique businesses.