In the 1950s, there were usually a specific guideline for what a family is supposed to look like. According to a Washington Post article by Bridgid Schulte in 2014, called “Unlike in the 1950s, there is no “typical” US family today”, the United States has since changed the family dynamic. In the 50s, the head of the family was always the father, and he made the money to support his wife and their kids, who would someday do the same for their families. The mother would almost always stay home to care for, feed and clothe the children as the stereotypical “Homemaker” that was romanticized during this decade. Schulte mentions that, “But perhaps what we haven’t fully understood yet is that today, there is no one “typical” family.
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.
We were frequently relocating from house to house and I could never permanently call a place “my home.” I had to share a room with my brother and sister and every morning, at six o’clock I woke up to do chores. I was constantly cleaning the bathroom, washing the dishes and folding clothes and at school, no matter how hard I tried, I struggled to understand the teachers. People regularly asked where my mother was, which made question if she was ever coming back for me. Every Thursdays, my siblings and I each had at least ten minutes to speak with her and when it was my turn, I heard her peaceful voice, almost as if she was right next to me. Just when I thought I lost hope, she would say she was coming soon, but when time ran out, all my feelings of hopelessness came back.
Mom and Dad are dressed up to take me home. It feels the same, though, I 'm wearing what I always wear, khaki pants and my tie-dyed T-shirt and my dressy shoes. Dad has to work so they decided to come early. I 'm frightened as I vision going to school tomorrow, however I 'm excited to start at a new school, a fresh start for a new me. As I 'm about to leave, I look around and can 't believe five days ago I was contemplating killing myself.
She pushed passed the difficulties and made going the to church a weekly routine for the family. Lena also goes on to say, "Well-whether they drinks it or not ain't none of my business. But whether I go into business selling it to ‘em is, and I don't want that on my ledger this late in life." (Hansberry 1.1.501). Lena
Every journey has a beginning and an end except when it comes to education in which there is not any end you can always learn something new. This particular story starts the same place most people start after graduation, I graduated in 2006 with a choice that many people face go to work or go to school I knew I could not do both so the decision was an easy one to make little did I know it would take me 10 years to go back and how that singe decision shaped the course of my life. I come from a rather large family, I am one of six and the second oldest of three brothers and 2 sisters so as you can imagine it was hard to come by things you wanted and sometimes needed you always had to work hard and sacrifice for your family. I was always lucky
One day I asked my mom to go. I had been trying a long time to get my mom to come to church. She would come off and on but this time we were going to a church that reenacted what life would be like if you are not saved. That day my mom got saved and ever since that day we would come to church early every Sunday and cook breakfast for the kids. It was so cool to see a change in my mom knowing that now we are going to live eternally in Heaven after we die.
It was the first time I had to overcome an obstacle like this and also it was very hard because of the timing of the move being right before the start of my junior year in high school. This experience was very beneficial for me as a person because it helped me relate to how others that may not have as many friends or are put into a new situation feel when they are forced out of their comfort zone. The mindset I went into this situation was that it was an opportunity for me to change into anyone I wanted to be and that was exciting for me. It helped me to improve my social skills in my new school in order to make all new friends and I know that these same skills will help me in the future for a job or going off to college where I will encounter the same obstacles as I was faced with when I moved to
We had to stay at my godmothers house but we spent a good amount of time at my great grandmothers house though. Then we moved with my aunt and cousins back in austin and my mom saved and saved til we moved out into a duplex it the 04 by Linder elementary. And we started there for my first grade school year then we moved down the street from there to some other duplexes for my second grade year. And my third-year we moved into these apartments down the street from Mabel Davis fourth grade year is the year we moved by ladie Bird Lake the apartments were called Lake View. And that 's when I moved to metz elementary.
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. I had to move to a different elementary school because John Edgar Howard Elementary ended up being closed, because of the rough neighborhood. I then, attended Bradbury Heights; a school that I didn’t know existed. I was never exposed to many different neighborhoods, or opportunities.
I wanted oatie to go with us but my mom wanted patches so she won and patches got to go with us. we gave the other two to loving homes. Early on the weekend we had the trucks all packed up and we were ready to go. we left early in the morning so traffic wouldn 't be bad, it took us about 2 days to get down to South Carolina. When we go there we went to my Aunt and Uncles house where we stayed for about a year before
My mom’s sister’s let us stay at their house for a few months. Since we could only have the moving truck for a couple of days, we put all of our items in my aunt’s spare room. Luckily, her house was big enough for four of us plus her own family. As the new school year began to start, my dad thought it was a good idea to enroll me into next year to secure my spot for kindergarten. Then we were told we were told Arizona’s school policy only allowed six year olds into kindergarten.