The moment I found out I was moving away from my hometown felt like a nightmare. Various thoughts suddenly came rushing through my mind as I thought about how my life was going to change forever. When there were new students in my class, I used to wonder how hard it was for them to completely leave everything behind and move. I never knew that I would eventually be in their position.
I was eleven years old and in my last year of elementary school when I found out about my parents decision to move. I was moving from Brick, New Jersey to Howell, New Jersey. When I told my friends at school, a flood of tears came streaming down their faces. It was very hard for me to leave all my affable friends behind because I had made so many precious memories …show more content…
When I visited Howell Memorial Middle School for an orientation, I was completely shocked. The school was huge, way different from my elementary school. We had large lockers and a separate gym and lunchroom. I started feeling the pressure right away and became more anxious. I finally came to terms that I had to attend that school no matter what. I anticipated that it would be fairly easy to make friends because all the other kids were experiencing a big change as well. However, on the first day of school, I only made a few acquaintances. I felt very disappointed in myself and told myself that tomorrow will be a better day. As a result, I began to socialize more and I had the best friend group anyone could ask for. Moving gave me the opportunity to get out of my comfort zone and become less timid. This helped me in the long run because I had to move schools a second time. Towards the end of the year, I found out some news that shocked me. I had to be redistricted to a new middle school again because Howell Memorial Middle School, the middle school that I was attending at the time, was being changed into an elementary school. I found myself moving schools for the second time. Most of my friends had to go to Howell Middle school South, while others were redistricted to Howell Middle school North. We were all getting split up and I had to start all over again. However, this made me more sociable because I had experienced moving schools
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When I lived in bakersfield, my family was faced with a choice. We could either continue to stay in bakersfield or move to Fresno to buy and manage a gas station. It would mean leaving our big house and living in an apartment for a few months. It would mean leaving my high school for a brand new high school. It would mean leaving my friends for new friends.
I had to leave all of my friends and favorite teachers. I went from Cloverdale to Taylor’s Crossing Public Charter School. I went there for fifth and sixth grade then I changed again and came to Rocky Mountain. Coming back to the district was a little hard but most of my friends recognized me and all I really had to do was get used to the schedules and routine. I have enjoyed all three of the schools
Moving Day The day I moved from the small town of Independence to Virginia Beach was one of the scariest times of my life. Independence is an extremely small town of around 900 people with one stop light. Living in a greatly populated area with absolutely no friends or family other than my husband and my youngest daughter frightened me beyond what I thought I could handle. I cried out to God to give me the emotional and physical strength I needed to make it through this life event. Finding daylight at the end of this moving tunnel that was spiraling out of my control did not seem possible.
Last year I moved from Guttenberg to Manchester, which moved me from Clayton Ridge to West Delaware High School. The whole move was a speedy process. Before we moved I only knew 3 people that attended West Delaware and out of those people, none of them are my age. I was upset with my parents for putting me in the position of leaving all my friends that I had finally gotten used to, to move somewhere where I didn’t know anybody. A rush of emotions were coming onto me; fear of losing friends, anger and resentment towards my family for not telling me until they had already bought the house, but also excitement because I would be starting all over again and meeting new people.
My favorite part of the move was knowing that I was going to have a new home and new goals. Although during the event there were sad moments when I would think of the friends that I left behind. Many people can relate to this type of experience because we lose friends, have new starts,new schools. During the trip to Arizona my mom
It was a rainy, gloomy afternoon, my sister and I were watching TV when we heard my parents talking to their friend about moving to Florida. My sister and I looked at each other with confused faces and asked each other if we are moving. Of course, we were clueless because my parents did not mention anything about moving to us. We asked my parents if we are moving and they said yes we are going to be moving to Florida. When my sister and I heard Florida, the first thing we thought was we are going to die from a tornado, because we thought Florida had a lot of hurricanes, earthquakes, and natural disasters.
Going to a new school for me was nerve wracking because I did not know how to speak the language, but I did understand it. Surprisingly, I made a friend on my first day. I remember going home with a huge smile on my face because I did not know that I would make a friend that easily. A few weeks passed, and I was friends with everyone in my class.
This created a great rift between me and the people that had been my friends. I began trying to hang out with friends but found they were always busy while I was home reading, waiting for an adventure. I had managed to keep a few of my friends and these people are still my friends today, but first I had to deal with being solitary for a while. After I accepted the way school, and friends were going to go I only faced one obstacle. Almost my entire life changed after my move, I had a new routine, some new friends, and a new way I had to learn.
It was two months before my fifth grade graduation and three years from my parents divorce. Little did I know the news my mom told me that day would change my life forever. Tears came down my face when she told me we were going to be moving to New Jersey. At this moment I was feeling very confused and startled. Not only was I upset because I was leaving a place I have called home for eight years, but because I was leaving my friends and most importantly my dad and brother.
I was to immediately move across country to live with my strict uncle and his family of six after my parents discovered I had a boyfriend at the age of fifteen. They were afraid I was brainwashed by the American culture. They thought it was best to move us from Phoenix, Arizona to Shelby Township, Michigan to be around people of my ethnicity, mostly my family. I remember crying the entire way there, the tears running down my face began to expose streaks due to the non-water-proof loreal foundation I had on. my father tried to convince me that my destiny was in Michigan.
Transitioning high schools my freshman year was a major eye opener. It does not seem like a big deal, for almost everyone has transitioned to a different school, however, I transitioned from going to class everyday and always being told what do, to doing my course work online and creating my own school schedule. I used to go to a public school called Houston High School, located right next to my house in Germantown, Tennessee. I would go to school everyday, and then do my favorite activity after school, which was riding horses. I have a tremendous passion for riding and competing horses, and it is what led me to transitioning to my online high school, the University of Miami Global Academy.
I have had tough hope once, I had to move to a different state and start to get used to the new place. Moving was hard and took a long time to move everything to our new house. My new house was hard to get used to because it was different and I wasn 't used to it which made it hard to sleep and I had to leave my friends behind and I would have to find new friends. Making new friends was hard because I would be alone until I found new friends and I would have no one to talk to so I would be very quiet. Usually I would always be talking to a friend and I am only social with friends.
Have you ever felt uncomfortable, nervous, and confused ? These are all the things I felt moving to a new school. I had no idea if I would gain friends or if anyone would like me. Maybe if I had a tour around the new school before my first day I would have not been so disorientated. Going from a one story school to a two story school was hard, having to look down every five seconds to make sure I was on the right hall, or if I was suppose to be upstairs or downstairs.
Moving to a new country can be difficult sometimes. Leaving all my relatives and friends back home was the saddest thing for me. My mother told me that we were moving to a new country. At first, I thought my mother was joking about it. but little did I know that she was telling the truth.