On The Road Again Tuesday, September 8th, I walked down to my kitchen and said to my mom, “It’s about time I lived in another country.” She laughed and thought I was kidding, but I was serious. I haven’t lived in one house, one neighborhood, one state or even a country for more than three years. I spent the majority of my childhood in two different cities in Japan and the rest of my time scattered throughout the United States. My jaw drops when people tell me they’ve never moved. Living in the same town for eighteen plus years would bore me. Moving around the world has helped me become more diplomatic and conscious of the different cultures that I experience. When I arrived at Los Angeles Airport, Tuesday morning, I was excited and yearning …show more content…
I’ve noticed that the younger generations are less reserved and louder in public compared to the previous generations. Walking around department stores I’ve found that children aren’t screaming and whining for their parents, and everyone is calm and collected. This wouldn’t be the same story in America; children would be crying, parents would be yelling and the stores would be much louder. We also learned that modesty is important. Wealthy people dress, act and drive cars that a normal person would drive in order to not drag attention to them. Whereas in America, public display of wealth is a way of showing your status in society. The American culture is weak in comparison to Switzerland’s. The miles of vineyards and farms that cover the hillsides of Lausanne is breathtaking, historical and has been a part of the culture since the 1400s. My favorite part, so far, about living in Lausanne is how easy it is to travel. I love walking around the city and exploring different walking streets with quaint coffee shops and bakeries. Without having access to a gym, walking around the city is a great way to exercise. I’m excited to start exploring the cantons of Switzerland as well as the countries of Europe with my train passes. The easy access to all sorts of public transportation will be a great asset that I can’t wait to start
Last summer, my family decided to move to Oregon from a small town in Maine. Throughout high school, I was motivated to try new things. Nevertheless, moving across the country to a school where I knew no one would be the biggest change I ever endured. I was terrified of the unknown. It felt like I was going to a party I wasn’t invited to.
I first lived in India and sought many opportunities there. Then, I moved to California, where I had to make new friends and go to school in an area where I had never spoken the same language before. After that, I moved to another part of California where I couldn't make any friends and had to make do with the reality of the situation. Then, I moved to Plano, Texas, where I had to leave another state behind, which was extremely tragic as I spent ages and finally found friends there. Lastly, I moved to Frisco, Texas, where I still live today, and I have made many friends, accomplished many great things, sought many new opportunities, experienced many new things, and undertaken many new
This small, judging world of your typical, old-fashioned Vietnamese people have made me want to leave, to venture out and to explore the possibilities there are in this world. I want to travel, I want to have an adventure. I want to discover what is in the next city over because I for one have never been out of Garden Grove for more than a few hours, and that as we all know if not enough
As a kid, my family moved around every few years. I was only a year old the first time my family moved, and according to my mom I cried the whole car ride while my sister chanted, “Michigan,” over and over from Tucson, AZ to Fenton, MI. The last time my family moved, I was seven years old when it was announced we would be moving from Michigan to North Dakota. This move was the most impactful as I had been in school the last few years and realized I would have to leave my friends as well as increasing the distance between our extended family. After reluctantly packing, we loaded into the car and began the drive to the next chapter of our lives.
I went through a phase where I was very closed off to everything and unwilling to try new things. Three years after this original move, I moved from Phoenix to Columbus, Ohio. Right before this move, I was beginning to come out of my shell and return to the original person I had been for the fourteen
When I Moved to Missouri Moving. It’s an experience of shifting from somewhere you love (or where you don’t) and going to unknown lands. Beyond this stage of a completely new experience, you will find happiness in undiscovered forms in undiscovered places. Places you never thought you would like, turn out to be places you love. When there is a new opportunity, you try to ignore it, but wind up exploring it to no extent.
" Nothing like this exists in America, but ever since moving two years ago, things have been different. Now, I live in Taiwan: just one of the many small southeastern Asian countries that seems nonexistent to the rest of the world. And while to some, living abroad may seem exciting and adventurous, for me it was one of the most difficult experiences in my life. But looking back now, I'm grateful that God brought me here because it has proved to be an experience of a lifetime.
The summer after 2nd grade, my parents decided to move to Houston, Texas due to the lower cost of houses there compared to California. At the time, I was devastated, and I couldn’t imagine a life anywhere else. I grew further upset when I learned that my dad would be staying in California. My family was my happiness, my shell, I couldn’t be whole of one of us was missing. But the decision was made, my dad drove us to Texas, dropped us off, and took a plane back to California.
I was born in South Jersey but raised in Puerto Rico and then in Newark, New Jersey. For the most part, I 've been in a very congested city area and never in the country or suburbs before. I actually prefer to live in the city, even now on my own, because I am more comfortable and feel like I 'm in tune with my community. I’ve gotten used to waking up to sirens outside, beeping horns, ambulances rushing down the street or from the bright lights of big city buildings.
Everybody knows that there are four seasons, and everyone has their favorite one out of all of them. Mine is when the woods turns into a coloring book of orange and red, when I put a nice warm batch of hot co-co on the stove, and were all of my family comes together every year. My favorite season is fall. My favorite hobby is hunting.
Coming To America Moving from my village in Nairobi, Kenya seemed like a very distant and unimaginable situation which I gave no thought to at that moment in time. However, that soon changed when the news of our departure to a new country came to our doorsteps. My family and relatives were happy for us and as they gave their farewells but I felt longing to stay and not leave a place where I called home for so many years.
As a small child, I grew up in India, a place well known for its cultural, linguistic and genetic diversity. As a child I have lived in many different places. As my dad climbed up the corporate ladder, we relocated to five different states in India. Each move made me stronger as I had to continuously get used to different schools, teaching methods and still adapt to the different environments. After each move, I had to make new friends and start over each time.
Moving is a burden that has profoundly altered my outlook on things. Going back a few years, I moved to the United States, which meant I’d have to be placed in a new school. This transition was truly and utterly difficult for me, because it happened in the middle of the school year and I was not ready for what was about to be thrown my way. I was scared out of my mind, it felt as if the walls were crumbling down on me and I had no escape route.
But don't get my wrong going to these different cities and countries is amazing but it does get tiring sometimes. I'm originally from Pennsylvania; Lehigh, Pennsylvania to be exact, that was the place that my parents were at the time. After they had me, they decided to buy a house there and live there until I was old enough to travel. "Bella are you done?"
The fourteen hour drive was a killer. I still can not believe that I was in the car for twenty-eight hours! My mom, dad, brother, and my brother’s girlfriend got up at two A.M. and left at three A.M. I read for an hour and then slept for two hours. We then watch Star Wars the Force Awakens, a two hour movie. We had a stop at a gas station and got some food.