Personal Narrative: My Growing UShool

Moving houses had always been strenuous for me, especially since my family had moved multiple times. This was my family’s third time moving. We were moving from California to Indiana. Even though it was my third time moving, I still found it arduous to move locations and to say goodbye to the friends I made in California. Although the transition of moving was difficult, I decided to focus on the new experiences I would gain from moving.

Ok the first, I was born in Laredo tx spent a good few years living there then we moved to Austin. Then my dad wanted my mom and me to move to Arkansas I was still 4 or 5. My dad convinced my mom and we went, then my mom started having suspicions about my dad cheating. And it wasn 't long after that my mom caught him and we moved back to my home town Laredo but by we I mean my brother me and my mom. We had to stay at my godmothers house but we spent a good amount of time at my great grandmothers house though.

When I was 14 I had to move to San Clemente, California. I had already recently moved temporarily to Texas while a house was made ready for us on the military base. “The house is ready!” my mother had said excitedly, after being on the phone for a few minutes. “It’s time to go back?” I had asked. She had said yes then left the room. I then had to move from Texas back to California with my mom, sister, brother, and pets. Once we arrived it was quite an adjustment, I gained an injury, a new academic program, and added responsibilities at home. I guess it didn’t have to be so hard, the move, but it was quite a difficult experience.

Growing up in Capital Heights, Maryland was never easy. At the time the crime in that City was to me, at its peak, there were shootings, robbing’s, and bad influences around every corner. Every day I got up early and walked out my little house sitting firmly on the hill, down the street to John Edgar Howard Elementary, the school I attended at the time. Yes, the neighborhood was rough, but I was fortunate enough to have a strong support system. My Grandmother made sure to wake me up every morning to haul me of to school where I would meet my loving, devoted teachers and coaches. With their help I left John Edgar Howard elementary school with a strong head on my shoulders, and the devotion to strive for more.

Moving from Tennessee to Ohio in the 6th grade was probably the most difficult times in my life. Boardman, Ohio, is where my mother and I moved too, from Murfreesboro,Tennessee. The environment was definitely a big change for me. Murfreesboro had variety of people with diversity and cultures from all around. Boardman is very basic, and not extremely integrated. I was at a point where, I didn’t have a self of belonging at my school for awhile. There weren’t any individual outlets for people who were artsy or creative. Majority of the people, were okay with fitting in, and staying in there ‘norms’. I, on the other hand, did not. I liked to question things, and go against what everyone else is doing or wearing. Everything was so BASIC, and I

Welcome to all the teachers, administrators, peers, and families. Although I cannot believe it, my time at Lionville Middle School has surpassed. It seems like just yesterday I was wide-eyed and frightened standing at the front entrance with my friends from elementary, knowing nothing about the years ahead. I still remember my first thoughts of Lionville, which were luckily proven to be wrong, considering how horrific they were. My younger self believed the school would be a rushing whirlpool of responsibility and new people, filled with long eerie hallways I could not navigate through. Although in reality, from the beginning, Lionville was nothing like I had imagined. Yes there were responsibilities, but none I could not handle, and yes there were new people, but meeting them helped shape me into the person I am today, and yes the school was gigantic, and I did get lost, but I ended up becoming familiar with the school, just like I did my elementary. In fact, eventually, I began to enjoy the independence, people, and surroundings at Lionville, much more than I did at my elementary school, Uwchlan Hills. Additionally, I also had many fantastic teachers throughout my three years at the

When I moved to the small town of Luther, Oklahoma I didn 't talk much. I was shy and had trouble making friends. I couldn 't care less about my schoolwork, even though my teachers thought I was very bright. I wasn 't interested in sports. At my old school I was active in Girl Scouts, but I lost interest in that a year or two after moving. The troop in Luther wasn 't as active as I hoped. Then, when I was thirteen my mom introduced me and my younger sister to Job 's Daughters. Job 's Daughters is sponsored by the Free Masons and includes girls 10-20 years old who believe in God. At first, I was skeptical about whether I would fit in with this group, but I soon grew to love this organization for it 's beauty. This Masonic-sponsored, youth

We finally got to Winston-Salem after 2 hours of a long drive. When we pulled up to our new home it was bigger then the last one, I was happy that I moved to Winston, but the only thing was that I didn 't want to go to my new school because I knew no one there and it was going to be very awkward, but when I went the next day it wasn 't that bad, I made new friends so, I wasn 't so lonely. My mom went to work while I was at school. She said that she was glad that she took this job and she doesn 't regret it at all and I was really happy for her. The rest of that day, we explored the places that are in Winston. I 'm happy that I move here because I have more friends then I had back then but I still go see my old friends

So much has happened to me in my 14 years of living! I’ve changed schools twice, made the Rocky Mountain Ballroom team, and met my best friends ever in the 2nd grade. So much more has happened in my life but these are some of the best things! All of these have helped me get through thick and thin.

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. Arriving in Oregon, where I didn’t yet have a home,I felt out of place. I had to rely on myself where I used to rely on friends. I wanted to give up and return to Maine, but had to persevere and keep a positive attitude. I stayed hopeful that we would find our forever home and helped as much as I could. I learned that when faced with a lot of challenges, I can get discouraged, but won’t stop until the task

In 2009, my family moved from the city to the suburbs. A lot of the things changed for the better; safer neighborhoods, better schools . . . it had seemed as if we 'd made it.

One problem that I have faced personally was that I was a bit of an introvert. It was a significant problem for me considering I was not entirely confident in social situations. This all began to change through events that transpired during my freshman year. My family moved to Bentonville, Arkansas, where I attended Bentonville High School for the majority of ninth grade. In an instant, I had transferred from a school with a class size of 250 students to a school that was six times larger, consisting of 1500 freshmen. This was a tremendous transition for me. I was required to leave my friends and classmates that I had known for the previous seven years in Palmyra, Pennsylvania. Soon I realized that I needed to overcome my introversion

It was Novi, Michigan. We had just moved there recently, only a couple weeks before I started the first grade. I had made my first childhood friends in Oklahoma and was tragically ripped away from them after only three years together. I was going to be the new girl at Novi Woods Elementary School. Having gone to a daycare where most of my peers attended the same school as I did, I was constantly surrounded by friends. But here in Michigan, hundreds of miles away from Tulsa, I would be alone.

The thought of leaving my friends terrified me. That was my exact thought, when I was discussing the move with my mother. My parents had decided on moving me back to our hometown of Woodruff, in hopes of starting a business there. Of course, like all teenagers would have been, I was angry. I was hostile. Maybe even a little depressed. But although it all seemed so negative, moving was the greatest event that had ever happened to me.

Moving to another school taught me that you have to try to work with your impediments in order to succeed. Nowadays it still hard for me to concentrate, but you have to learn how to deal with that. Because of this, I always was waiting for my mom to ask me questions about the topics, and she also was aware of the three of us, not just one. Also, the environments of schools helped me learn responsibility and were also able to sign up for after school to get help with my homework instead of leaving the entire responsibility to my