San Francisco-Personal Narrative

In his article “The search for America’s best food cities: San Francisco,” Tom Sietsema raves about the food scene in San Francisco as exotic, revolutionary, and upscale. Sietsema celebrates the fresh and local ingredients that creates the famous Bay Area

I was born on a Navy base in San Diego a little before two in the mourning. I am the youngest with two older sisters Shauna and Cassie. We basically lived two-thirds of our childhood on military bases stationed throughout the United States of America. My father being in the Navy meant we moved a lot I have lived in New Orleans, Pensacola, and San Diego and finally we settled in Tomball, Texas which is thirty minutes away from Houston. I went to a lot of different schools during my childhood an sometimes we would move before the year is up which made it difficult for me in school.

My original name is shaylin uhlig i was 15 before I moved to Beacon hills, California. I am now called Talia Burley. I am 16 years old. Just like me and for the same dark secret my friends changed their names to Scott McCall (17 years old), Stiles Stilinski (17 years old), Erica tumblr (16 years old), and Jackson Kanima (17 years old). We are now forced to live at Beacon hills, California.

The strict regulations of building codes concerning vibrations of the earth and San Francisco’s residents’ love of cars prevented loft conversions on a large scale. Around 1993, the new loft projects that were supposed to create affordable housing increased real estate figures dramatically to levels that were unreasonably high; this happened in the Soma area of San Francisco. There were also the beginnings of live-work occupancy lofts in individual zones designated by the Planning Department in 1989 at the south of Market Street. The key stipulation was that “work” be restricted to “arts activities.” Change began primarily with the zoning requirements in SoMA that permitted large-scale developments and prevented community-oriented designs.

Hello my name is Johanth, I was born in San luis Rio Colorado, Sonora. At the age of 6 I was enough fortunate to move to San Luis, Arizona. Since a young age I’ve been very successful in mathematics. I’ve gone to cty at Seattle University and Roger Williams University. Also, I am a car enthusiast I love and enjoy learning and knowing specs about new cars, all types, from sedans to hypercars.

“I’ll come back to visit sometime,” is what I am obligated to tell to every single one of my friends I made. Since I was young I never had trouble making friends, but keeping them was a challenge to me. It wasn’t because I was mean or because I didn’t want friends, it’s because I moved around a lot when I was younger. I was born in Fresno, California, but then I moved to Mexico at a really young age so I was raised there until I was five years old.

Like the classic saying has it “You can take the kid out of Brooklyn but you can’t take the Brooklyn out of the kid.” Same goes for Chicago this is my story. I was born in the windy city, on the south side. I wasn’t there for that long I was there till my fifth birthday, and then I moved to Boston, Ma with my mother, sister and I. However, I believe that south side raised me because every winter and summer vacation I would visit my grandmother or as she liked to be called “Mo-Mo” While visiting her I’ve seen some pretty harsh situations.

Growing up in California, my whole life has been around farming and like many others, it’s how I make a living. It’s now been at least a year, living through the Dust bowl and many people have migrated to California with the hope of surviving this crisis. Keeping my crops has become a struggle and that's what most people including me depend on. I am lucky enough to be able to pay my mortgages even though I’m not able to keep the land with the help of family. It’s practically impossible.

Seasons typically divide a year into four parts (spring, summer, autumn, and winter). Weather is constantly changing throughout the year based on the current location of the sun in accordance to earth. The world relies on seasons to thrive, for instance, autumn is when nature shows its true beauty, bringing rain to quench the parched lips of summer. Although the changing of seasons may not be apparent in certain parts of the world, they are the key to human life. In “Something Uneasy in the Los Angeles Air,” Adrian Glick Kudler informs the public about Santa Ana winds in addition to introducing writers to back up her ideas.

I had looked up at the vast skyline, that stretched along the brisk blue sky, with both a sense of wonder and shock. My dad, my mum and I. Ready to start again in this new life. Away from the disaster that had engulfed our homeland. I planted my face up against the window as the taxi travelled along the snaking road, captivated by the various new sights, smells and sounds. We arrived at our small apartment atop a bakery which my father had just purchased.

The cool air swoops in and out behind me as the door slams close. Immediately I feel the pressure of hundreds of eyes glaring at me. I glide my feet down the school hallway, secretly hoping that today will be different. Today I can avoid all the drama and pain. I arrive at my locker and open it, only for it to be shut a second later by the wannabee herself Ms. Amber Jones.

The 914 Ear-piercing sounds of cogs churning and steel pistons gliding up their shafts, could faintly be heard just over the crest of the hill. All the patrons eagerly rose as the bus made its grand entrance beside the wrinkled road. Whistling and shooting out smoke like a boiling kettle, the unfamiliar shriek startled me as it did every morning. Watching on as each passenger boarded the bus, the driver turned towards me and muffled through his dense untidy beard, ‘you going to sit there all day or are you getting on?’ ‘Is this the 914, The Arncliffe line?’

I have lived in East Oakland my whole life. To the majority of people, the mention of East Oakland evokes thoughts of violence, shootings, and gangs. I was one of the people who believed in these stereotypes, and for a particularly long time. I was one of the people who saw Oakland as a wasteland, a place with nothing to offer me, and a place I had nothing to offer to.

Introduction The city of San Francisco lies amidst the Pacific Ocean, San Francisco Bay and the Golden Gate Strait, California. It is the fourth most populous settlement in California and the second largest population density in the United States. San Francisco is called the pearl of the west coast. It is one of the most beautiful cities in the country, which lies on 43 picturesque hills.

My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.