The Importance Of Moving To Iowa

I never thought I would be the new kid. The town I grew up in had one broken street of small family shops and restaurants. The school I went to had one hallway of classes taught by teachers I knew by first name. The house I lived in had one neighbor who lived a mile down the road, with nothing else but corn on either side. Then suddenly, it seemed like my life changed in an instant. Two years ago, I had to leave my hometown, say goodbye to the house I grew up in, and worst of all, start a new school in the middle of the year. I dreaded my first day at Logan High School seemingly more than anything ever before.

I have some news for you… You’re not going to like it”. The hardest thing for me yet, is trying to fit in. So, coming home to a parent saying we’re moving was amazing news, I couldn’t be happier. But, moving school districts was going to be a very hard obstacle to maneuver around. One year later, coming home from work, my father came up to me and told me he got a promotion in his job. I was thrilled for him, after that he told me we have to move again, this time to Texas. This is not what I had in mind, however, I still was happy for him and expected myself to accept the idea of making more friends in a different state.

Some people are deathly afraid of any sort of enormous change in their life. People want everything to be the same because they don’t want to get out of their comfort zone. Well, Lauren Ashley Jorge recently made a significant change in her life by moving from Hollywood, Florida to DeWitt, Iowa. She left an abundance of friends back in Florida, but when she got here she found out who her real friends were. After she left, her real friends texted her wondering how she was doing or asking when she was coming back to visit, while her fake ones made no effort. Many people ask why would anyone in their right mind move from Florida to Iowa? Lauren and her extremely close sister decided to move here because they visited their grandma one summer to

When my family and I moved from Canada to United States 6 years ago, it was very hard for me and I had to meet and make a new group of friends. I was born in Canada, and I lived in Ottawa all my life until my family and relocated to Atlanta in 2011. At the time of the move, I was eleven years old and I had just finished Grade 5. I remember when my mom told me that we were moving to Atlanta, Georgia I didn’t know where that city was because I only knew the cities in Canada and not in Georgia. I was very sad and excited to move to a new city. I knew I would lose my friends in Canada but I also knew I would get to meet and make some new ones when I get to Atlanta.

On October 5, 2010, my mom made the permanent decision to move to Iowa from Indiana. I was very nervous. I knew I had to switch schools, I had spent three years at that school getting to know everyone and getting used to the school, but now it was time to leave not only the school but also the state. While on the road, I couldn’t concentrate. We’ve been to Iowa numerous times so I knew the drive quite well. I ended up going to sleep by worrying myself so much.

Canton, Georgia was the city where I was raised from the time I was seven years old. The quiet neighborhood was where most of my friendships were developed. The majority of my friends rarely left Canton. We attended the same elementary, middle and high schools and played on the same sports teams. My upbringing is what most would consider a normal, American childhood. During the summer before my sophomore year in high school, we were given the opportunity to move to the city of Chicago for one year due to my father’s job which required relocation. That August we moved to Lincoln Park, a neighborhood in the city. Moving to Chicago was a new opportunity to live in a metropolitan city. Since I never lived outside of the suburbs, I was not sure what to expect. Jones College Prep, a highly

Recently my family was uprooted from our lovely little town in southeast Georgia and moved halfway across the country to none other than the home of the National Quilt Museum, Paducah, Kentucky. At first I was really hesitant, I mean I had good reason, what normal person wants to up and leave everything they’ve known their whole life? Well, obviously, after much debate with my family I ended up here at McCracken County High School, home of the Mustangs.

It was June of 2013 and I was in my room cooling, watching “Good Luck Charlie”. My mom came into my room saying that she was ready to move out of New York. Obviously I did not want to move out of the city I was born in. My mom never liked living in New York, so she always thought about moving. So the plan was to move in August. Time went by and I was thinking about what North Carolina would be like. I really wasn’t thinking about the friends I was leaving in Brooklyn, that never crossed my mind.

It’s my home and it will always be my home, but I can not let that stop me from moving on in my school life in Santa Rosa. When I first moved to Santa Rosa, I thought to myself I’m just going to get through school and go back home. Now, when I go back to Modesto, I see how my friends are changing and I started thinking if I go back, things really won’t be the same

It was hard as a teenager being forced out of are home. We were forced out our home because Anderson signed the Removal Act on May 28 in 1830. We started our move to Kansas on October 8 1840. We had to walk 800 to 1200 miles all the way to a place we didn't know. We only had so much food when it was gone we had to hunt for food or starve. Many many kids, parents, and grandparents died of starvation or freezing.

I’m moving to Iowa. A city girl from the east coast who has never been more than 5 hours from home, has enrolled in AmeriCorps NCCC, a 10-month National Service program that develops leadership skills and performs community service all over the country.

Before the European settlement of Iowa, the state was a land covered in tall prairie grasses, wetlands, and small forests. The Native Americans thrived on these lands by using pockets of the fertile soil for agriculture and hunting the abundance of wildlife that roamed these plains. By the late 1800s however, the prairie had become farmland and the Europeans had begun their new lives along Iowa’s waterways and railroads. Within a century Iowa’s landscape had changed rapidly due to human activity.

Packing up your life and belongings is a difficult task to do. My family lived in Apple Valley, MN, until the week before my 7th birthday. My parents told my younger brother and I that we were moving to Hastings, MN. I had no idea where that was as a child. I was excited about this new experience. I have always been interested in travelling. When we arrived in Hastings, it was nothing like my old town. I knew nobody, all I knew was that I lived in the middle of the woods. Moving to a different town isn’t just about the new house, it is also about making new friends at a new school, and living a different lifestyle.

“Mom , why do I have to change schools ?” I love my friends and school just as they are” I asked

When one was reinventing oneself, anywhere could be home. pull up your shallow roots and move. Find a new place, new friends, a new family. It had been possible once, it would be possible again. (TI: