Write A Personal Narrative On Being An American

As a child growing up in a rural county, I didn’t have soccer practice or dance recitals; no play dates or playgrounds. I had trees to climb, woods to explore, bikes to ride and adventures to be had. I had bare feet in the grass, wincing on the gravel driveway, rocks digging into my soles. I had walnuts to crush, plums to eat, flowers to pick, bugs to catch. I had my little brothers to bug me, my mom to take care of me, my dad to laugh with me and my grandparents to hold me. I had books to read, worlds of words to get lost in. I had Saturday morning cartoons, Sunday morning church, and fireflies to catch every night.

I should state in the beginning I don’t hate American, I am as American as it gets, no matter where I am I still described myself as an American. But as a citizen, I have my own opinion and criticism of my country. I should also put out there that I don’t particularly support a government formation of any kind. Because I do believe in the philosophy of anarchy,(so I may have a somewhat extremist viewpoint compared to some.) That rejects compulsory government or compulsory rule and holds that society can be organized without a coercive state. I think of government as harmful. So when I say I don’t hate America, I mean the people and our culture. I don’t wish to get into such semantics as if we are able to rule ourselves or if it’s possible at this point for us to transition into such a state after

According to FamilyTree.com, my surname Suarez comes from the Latin term of “suerius,” which means pig herder. This makes sense because the area of Spain where the name originated from is in the north-western mountains Spain called Asturias; where farming, crop harvesting, and fishing dominates the economy. During the Spanish colonization around the world, Cuba was one of the territories that was colonized during the imperialistic events of the Spanish. Consequently, my Great Grandfather emigrated to Cuba where my family planted their roots. Not soon after my ancestors called Cuba home, corruption began to consume the island forcing those there to seek a free society elsewhere. Hence, I am a citizen of the Unite States of America.

I am a proud American citizen, born and raised in a family, and in a state, that highly values the principles of American citizenship. This has given me the chance to witness events that have shaken the foundation of the country. In my life I have had to remain a bystander as wars were fought, terrorist attacks unsettled every American, and live under a government with inner conflicting views. Growing up in America has also granted me the opportunity to observe men and women be brave enough to sacrifice their time and lives to protect this country. The example these brave service members have set rises the standard for all Americans. These military personnel have the courage to respond to the extremities of war and to the panic that follows

Fresh cut grass dancing under my feet. I stand hearing the sound of the drums,the laughing, and the smell of oil coming from our garage. And the breeze whipping through my hair.

I was born and raised in the east side of Africa, Ethiopia. I have 12 step-siblings, my mom lives in the rural part of ethiopia and lives in the poverty level with 8 of my siblings. Though I only know my siblings through summer visits once in every year, their way of life has always worried me. My father lives in U.S. with me and my 3 step siblings, since he is the only bread breaker in the house paying for college is impossible.

I love my grandpa’s back yard so much! I see a lot of grass and trees when I look at it. Also, I see a pool and a little playground. The backyard is as big as the gym! I hear the birds tweeting a song. It is so graceful! Also, water splashing in the pool, I can hear that! What I feel is the wind blowing in my face. Also, I feel the cold water of the pool on me. I smell the chlorine that cleans the pool. Also, I smell the flowers of the weeds that are everywhere. Lastly, I taste the clean air that comes out of the plants around me. My grandpa’s backyard is the best.

A home that can be considered paradise, if compared to its surroundings. A family that values filial piety and education. Yet when I step out of the house and put forth a foot into the street, my scenery changes, I see unimaginably amount of homeless people. Doesn’t matter the age or gender, they’re all out there. A glimpse into the eyes of the elderly revealed they lost hope; while looking at the younger generation, a small spark that was dimming could be seen. This was the environment where I grew up. It allowed me to be a selfless person who is considerate.

The intention of backyard landscaping is to create an outdoor living experience that can rival the stimulation and comforts of interior space. In order to accomplish this end, we have to do much more than work with the organic aspects of the yard itself.

I started my first house on the north side of Kalamazoo helping Habitat for Humanity clean up and getting the yard ready for the winter. The landscaping was overrun with tumble weeds, and dirt blowing through the air like children throwing dandelions. I first spent the morning taking care of the weeds and maintaining the surface area of the grounds. During the process of landscaping I ran into a few baby birds that didn’t make it, sadness was brought to us that day at Habitat for Humanity.Finally after finishing the surface area I worked on controlling the gravel that used to reside in the stone beds was now on the sidewalk and on the edge of the road. I stayed busy helping with other tasks with my knees in the dirt and constructing the frame for a stone bed to lay.

A great outdoor retreat means lounging in your well-manicured front yard sipping piña colada over lazy afternoon conversations, or decompressing into the terrace for family dinners. Front yard landscaping is not solely for visual entertainment of passersby or a home’s boundary from the street, but also creates a venue for family gatherings and cleverly hide house structures and clutters.Few people can pull off a striking and appealing garden layout but with proper planning and consideration, anyone can creatively transform any barren and dull area by this awe inspiring front yard landscaping ideas, even without the need for an artist or a licensed architect.

As hard as I can remember the, the backyard had always been the setting of my childhood. I recall the time a pregnant cat moved into the logs and made home. She had a bunch of babies. I can also recall the tree house my dad had built in the middle of the yard and also the pumpkin that naturally sprung to life. This backyard was really something else.

There's a flower garden in one corner, a garden with tomatoes and cucumbers in the other, and a tall hedge that grows along the outer edge, where the edge of the yard buts up against the neighbor's. There are two apple trees on either side that drop hundreds of red delicious every other year or so; they make delicious apple sauce. One, large oak tree is the alpha of the yard; it lumbers over the house and shades the entire lawn. This small, suburban yard not only housed my mother's imagination, but mine and all my cousins' as well. My grandparent's backyard might seem ordinary, but it is actually quite special. The giant oak tree, the shed, the swing set, and my grandmother's garden are all special locations in the yard that continue to be sacred places for me.

It was amazing like the waiting area of a hotel lobby. There was a snack shop and many tables and chairs to lounge and chat in. Yet the real beauty was on the deck. As I stepped, out my breath was almost immediately taken away. The water stretched out like a great floor of glass, beaches and islands spotted with communities surrounded us, seagulls and ducks swooped up above and down below, the sky had a beautiful orange and yellow color

It was amazing like the waiting area of a hotel lobby. There was a snack shop and many tables and chairs to lounge and chat in. Yet the real beauty was on the deck. As I stepped, out my breath was almost immediately taken away. The water stretched out like a great floor of glass, beaches and islands spotted with communities surrounded us, seagulls and ducks swooped up above and down below, the sky had a beautiful orange and yellow color as the