Personal Narrative: Return To New Orleans

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.

I grew up in a military family so, we lived in various places. In Tennessee, it got very cold and snowed every winter. In Hawaii, we near the edge of a volcano crater. We ate mochi and musubi almost every day. I went to high school in Georgia. For me, the South was so different from the laid-back pace of Honolulu but, in some ways, they had a lot in common. Savannah, GA has beaches and islands scattered near it 's coastline. Hawaii and Georgia each are obsessed with their regional fruits. Both places are filled with military servicemen and their families. Needless to say, I don 't feel like I truly have a "hometown" but, instead, I can make any town my home.

This year during college summer break, my friends planned a trip to Dallas, TX to visit the place, where former US President “John F Kennedy was assassinated. President Kennedy was shot dead on November 22,1963 by Lee Harvey, Oswald. Dallas is a three-hour long drive from Houston, TX. All of us were excited for this trip. The trip was a success as for all of us it was a learning experience, as we visited the historical landmark of US history which has influenced us all.

On February 19, 1998, I was born in New Albany, Mississippi. Three days after I was born, my family moved to Detroit, Michigan, which I think is kind of crazy since you are supposed to stay in the house after you are born.

It was the beginning of my junior year in high school and there had been much talk about a school trip to Port Au Prince, Haiti, Only ten students could attend this trip, applications had opened up in November and for me a trip to Haiti sounded like just a dream, I thought I was not able to afford it. The idea for the possibility to travel to a new country and be exposed to a brand new culture excited me, I made the decision to apply anyway. In December, I received news that I had been chosen as one of the first ten students from my school to go on this new service trip. I was so excited that I was even qualified, but also worried because I knew that the price was still an issue. My teacher explained to me that there was a

The first known residents of the New Orleans area were the Native Americans of the Woodland and Mississippian cultures. The expeditions of De Soto (1542) and La Salle (1682) passed through the area, but there were few permanent white settlers before 1718, when the governor of French Louisiana, Jean-Baptiste Le Moyne, Sieur de Bienville, founded the city of Nouvelle-Orléans on the first crescent of high ground above the Mississippi’s mouth. In 1722 he transferred Louisiana’s capital from Biloxi. The same year a hurricane destroyed most of the new city, which was rebuilt in the grid pattern of today’s French Quarter. Jean-Baptiste Le Moyne de Bienville soughted this land through its period under Spanish control, then briefly back to

One day in July, my Aunt Beeh asked me and my sister Tiffany if we could pick up her daughters’ from their dads’ house in Atlanta. We both knew that our mom wouldn’t have a problem with us taking a day trip to Atlanta. However we knew our dad would say no. Our mom just told us “Just tell him you’re going halfway to pick them up.” And that’s exactly what we did. After we got his approval we left for Atlanta the next morning. We arrived at my cousin’s dad’s house around noon and a few hours later we decided to head back home. But we made a few stops at an Asian market, a bubble tea shop, and a bakery to bring back. As soon as we hit South Carolina the car starts to slow down. Every time my sister stepped on the gas the highest it would go was forty miles per hour.

Running up and down the wooden stairs, so that I can pack for my trip to Miami. As I a throwing my clothes into the pink leopard suitcase, I just sniff baked bacon from the kitchen. I knew mama was cooking breakfast before I leave for Miami and therefore I had to put something in my belly before I took off. I am really excited to go Miami this summer because it is the most southerly city in the United States. Miami is a memorable trip to me because of South Beach, the varied of restaurants and the Everglades. I never knew going to Miami would make me want to travel the world.

I was born in New York City New York City was a cool place to be at. I left New York City at a young age The reason I had to leave New York City is because my dad had a better job position in Houston Texas with more pay and besides he didn 't like the cold weather anyway. At first my mom didn 't want to leave her family in New York. My dad to beg her to move to Houston. When the family moved to Houston we started off living in apartment called Fox point. Also my brother and I started to attend school at Hicks elementary. Into my third-grade year at Hicks. We moved out of Fox point for two reasons. The first reason is someone stole stuff at my dad 's car. The other reason is that my mom was pregnant with my baby sister inside of her. So we

The top risk in my community is flooding. When there is heavy rain in an approximate two-hour period the streets flood, because the canal near my home overflows with rain water.

Being from Louisiana, I was raised to always have my own back. My family is very big, I have 3 sisters, 2 brothers. I live with my mom and step-dad and occasionally visit my biological dad and step- mom. My family are encouraging and sometimes can be helpful. They expect the best from me being that I am the oldest child. They want me to accomplish more than they did when they were my age and I will.

The Galveston Hurricane hit close to home for me. I have not lived in Texas all of my life. I am a part of a military family, therefore, have moved around my whole life. One state I lived in was Florida. I connect to the lives of those who lost homes and family because I have been a part of that. I found the incredible engineering that took place after the hurricane interesting. Leaders stepped up and fixed problems in multiple ways. A wall was built and the government created progress out of disaster. This piece of history is something I will keep with me because of their triumphs coming out of a disaster.

From the time auto mobiles were created, someone has had the idea to race them. Some people race illegally and some race on a regulated track. A new track has brought itself to light in New Orleans. Not very popular with common conversation but to a “gear head” like my step farther. My step father, Mr. Russ, came across this track shortly after it was finished being built. Curiously, my mother wanted to know what it was all about this place call NOLA motorsports park. So for his upcoming birthday we decided to take him to this new track. My step father knew a great deal, about this new location but the rest of the family did not know very much, if any at all. The trip there was an adventure in itself but my step father lit up like a teenager receiving their first car. He explained to us that for a “gear head” that this was an amazing birthday gift. It was everything he want between the thrills and gorgeous car that were available for him to drive.

I was never interested in tractors until I went to Louisiana last summer. Going to Louisiana was one of the best things that has ever happened to me during my life. Going to Louisiana was so awesome being able to watch and drive enormous diesel tractors and watch my uncle cut rice with a combine(which is a machine that is used to cut rice on a farm. It helped me learn about rice and the machines that farmers use to cut rice. I got to see where the rice is stored after it is cut, my uncle dries out the rice to get all the moisture out before they sell it and take the rice out of the rice bins.

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” Deuteronomy 31:6. Adjusting to new things aren't always easy, especially moving from New Jersey to Louisiana. As an adolescent I was fortunate with a mother who taught me to love and accept others despite their differences. Moving from the city, to a small conservative town in the south had to be one the hardest things I was forced to do, especially because I would have never imagined the hardships that I would have to face. Assimilating to the new culture was easy, from “Yeah” to “Yes Ma’m” and pronouncements of pecan as “PEE-can ” to “pick-AHN”. But making friends had to be the worst, I