Personal Narrative: Robin's Air Force Base

Everyone has a story and a place where it all began. My story began in New Brunswick, New Jersey shortly after my second birthday. When I was two years old my parents finalized their divorce. This ignited a series of events that would teach me to be the independent, compassionate, and resilient young woman I am today.

The first few years of my childhood were not easy, both my parents were in an accident and passed away in the first 3 years of my life. Shortly after, me and my twin sister were moved to multiple Foster homes for six months before being adopted into a loving family in Prosper Texas. The next couple of years I struggled with having and accepting trust from my new family, as well as creating a bond and new relationship with them, but

Going through probation has been an extremely crazy experience. While being on probation it was a big opportunity to turn my life around. Through that journey it showed me that my friends are not really my friends, I did things I never thought I’d do in life, and ended up back into the system; it also made me the person I am today. That one life experience has made a big rotation in my life that I am very proud of and I wouldn’t change anything about it, not one bit.

It was an early December morning. The roads were slick with a thin layer of ice. The air was crisp with a winter chill and there was a slight drizzle falling from the sky. I was riding in my dad’s truck to my grandma’s, who babysat me while my parents were at work. My little brother Kaden was also with us. At the time I was four and Kaden (my brother) was 4 months. The day started off normal, Kaden was sleeping as usually and I was looking out the window watching raindrops race each other. At that moment I remember feeling happy and content just ready to drift off to sleep, when Suddenly the tires started Squealing. My mind was then cast into a sea of darkness that seem to have no escape.

Ever since I was young I have always enjoyed lending a hand to someone, I felt needed support in one way or the other, and this passion of mine helped shape what the future may hold for me on a rainy summer night after my soccer game. It was on a Tuesday night around 11.15pm when my soccer game ended, I ran straight to the men’s washroom because I was dying to use the toilet. Unfortunately for me, I took too long and missed my only ride home; they must have thought I had another ride home. I became bewildered about what to do next then, I thought about giving my mother a call. I reached into my bag for my phone and tried turning it on but, it was unresponsive so I figured my phone battery was dead.

It started out as a normal saturday afternoon. My mom made grilled cheese and I was getting ready for my dad to take me to gymnastics. I had my pink and black leotard on, and I was putting on my sneakers. We got in the car and my dad dropped of some packages at the post office and we got stuck in a bit of traffic. I was late to gym. I probably missed all of our stretching and running. I knew this would be a hard practice. The second I walked in the gym I had my coach ask why I was late and I told them my reasoning. “We just started conditioning” Michelle would say. “Do a 5 minute quick stretch then hop into conditioning with Maylee.” I did as she said and I started practicing with my teammates.

I am writing this to explain the circumstances that resulted in the recent moves, and the frequency of those moves, of me and my family. Furthermore, I will demonstrate that those moves are abnormal to the Army and should not be used as a basis for determining future moves.

When I was ten years old my family decided that we leave to California. That California

Today, I finally reached 24204-24358 County Road 54, Greeley, CO 80631. I walked the remaining 5.37 miles there, taking 5 hours 58 min at .9 mph, and was finally safe from radiation. After walking 54.37 miles northeast from the melted down nuclear facility, my plan was to head south to Colorado Springs and get weapons and ammo from Peterson Air Base. This would provide me with weapons to not only defend myself, but also to hunt for food in the future in Hunting Areas. This was a sustainable plan that would not allow me to depend on stores that would eventually run out of food after a certain amount of days. With the weaponry, I could get more food from a renewable resource in Hunting Areas and not rely on a finite resource from the Stores.

Growing up in New York City was hard for me because my mom and dad split and we always moved all over the place. First I lived in Harlem then i moved to Brooklyn then moved to the Bronx. It was hard for me to work on my reading and writing skills because nobody taught me how to read and write at the time. My Parents separation was hard for me when i was young because the only thing i knew was everybody parents are together but i learned at the time it wasn't for everyone. My Mother and Father went to court and my my mother got

I am a child of immigrant parents, although we are not the wealthiest and they may have had struggles when moving to Canada, my life has been great so far with the efforts of my family. It all began when I was born in Ottawa, at the civic hospital on May 12 2001. My full name is Morgan Lee Khai Chau. My parents come from Vietnam, they immigrated to Canada around the 1900s because of all the violence going around in their home country, they also wanted a better life and future for themselves and their families. My family is made up of my parents, my older brother and my older sister. My first language was Cantonese because my parents spoke it, but since my brother and sister spoke english pretty well at the time,

My husband was eighteen years old, drafted, and he was a pilot and he was in the Kamikaze pilot* and he was, oh, scheduled to die when he was a teen. And, of course, I didn’t talk of being born in America myself, because we won’t have any friends. You know, nobody’s gonna like some people born in the United States. But things changed. Things changed once the war ended. Everybody wanted to learn English and I already spoke English. Then, my uncle got me over to Hawaii. I finished high school in Hawaii and went to nursing school and I became a nurse. And I’ve been a nurse, you know, ever since. But the war years were very difficult, having been born in the United States. My sister and I were both born in the United States.

I never realized just how much my mom did until she was gone. Trying to get ready for school in the morning was impossible. My grandma is a terrible cook, so I brought it upon myself to cook breakfast in the morning. The fluffy pancakes that my mom makes seemed easy enough for me, but they turned into a forty minute ordeal with many burned pancakes ending up in the garbage. And trying to wake my brother up was a nightmare! He would get angry at me and he didn’t want to get ready for school. I had to scream at him just to make

It was getting dark outside, only a red glowing disk was left in the sky. ’’Ouch.’’ I say as my neighbor’s kitten scratched my hand. My mum had left me here to go check up on my dad who had went to our little camp about a mile behind our property. She was worried. I wasn’t though because I was about seven and had no thoughts that anything could possibly be wrong.

It was a dark and stormy night. Why we have to do this tonight, that is beyond me. Ask our squad deputy commander Joongsa Kim, equivalent to a Warrant Officer of my homeland, about the reason. I had my reason: It was stormy tonight, and to me, that was enough to feel like stepping out of the mission. As a member of the Joint Task Force 2, I was trained to withstand the dark, and so would have my American comrade Sergeant Hunter, who is from the well-known Delta Force, and the South Korean soldiers Warrant Officer Kim and Sangbyeong Jung, equivalent to a Corporal of the Canadian Armed Forces, who are from the 707th Special Operations Battalion. The one thing we all have in common is that storms are uncommon in our home countries. At least where we come from and where we were trained, they are. So obviously, none of us were good in