13 Reason Why Grew Up In California Summary

It was April of 1999. My family was at home. Children were running outside. The asphalt was burning. Cars rolled up to the entrance of the apartments and BANG. I grew up in Stockton, California. Surprisingly, as a minority, I wasn’t really a minority. There were, in fact, a large and diverse population of Asian-Americans. But, Stockton is not the ideal place to live. It was hot and dry, almost to the point of a drought. Stockton was also ranked as the one of the top 5 most dangerous cities in California. So, having a nice and safe family is kind of difficult. Eventually, my family decided to move to Crescent City, California when my dad retired. It was a world of difference. There were trees, plentiful water, and a nice cool temperature. This

I live in San Diego. My major is interior design and I am attending San Diego Miramar College I also have some courses in Mesa College. I am taking Political Science 102 to fulfill my general education. Moreover, I am married and have two children and English is my second language so I am nervous about understanding the material of this course, but I try to do my best. I have never protested or have attended any protests. To create a sign defending I would like to say “peaceful life for

Having lived in the southern coastal region of Texas I have seen many of the beauties that nature offers, but many of these beauties also bring complicated needs to those they effect. I've discovered the power and magnitude of lightning storms I've been entranced by the soft crashing of the waves on the coast but the most beautiful and perhaps the most devastating phenomena I have ever viewed are hurricanes. Hurricanes have swept through my home front on many occasions, these powerful giants drift through towns decimating all in their paths breaking trees, ripping roofs off houses, and bringing with them a flood like no other. The high water and gale force winds that comprise these natural wrecking balls can cripple families and in my community

I ask my dad, Genaro, if he remembers the day he came here to California, his response is immediate, “July 8, 1989. And I am pretty sure it was a Sunday”. His accent is hardly audible, but it’s there. He’s wrong by the way, it turns out it was a Saturday. I’m still impressed though. Not too bad, considering that 27 years have gone by since he and his father (Rafael), had come to California. My father’s decision to settle in California was a result of internal and external conflicts. More often than not, a person’s change in residence is an effect of micro and macro factors

The part of United States of America that I want to move will be California, because I wanted to go to California for a long time and I can see my grandparents. If I do go to California I want see how my grandma and her parents live before they move to Michigan. But see why they did move from California to Michigan. But also why I want to go to California so that I can go to disneyland, because I have not been there for 9 years. And I can see what school did my mom go to and what college is went. I want to go to California to see how the house and the grandparents are doing, if they need help with something or we can just spend time with them. Also in California I can help my grandpa and my great grandpa work on a shed if they want to. Or if

One reason teens should read 13 reasons why is because it teaches people that words someone says can actually hurt people. Words truly do hurt, and at this moment Hannah Baker is standing in a store named Blue Spot. Hannah is about to experience that very situation of how words can hurt. While Hannah is standing at the cash register a guy walks in, Hannah doesn't like him because he has put her on the list of best butt in high school class. This guy walk around the store and then walks up behind Hannah and stood there waiting,

When George came home from work he told me that he had some really good news. Now, I don't know if I would call it good news, but he said that our family needs to move to Oregon. At first I was in such shock because Iowa is such a good place for our family, but a change is always good. The government is giving all males over the age of sixteen 640 acres of free farmland. That is more land then we have right now, and the land won’t be as crowded as the land here in Iowa.

Knowing how to adapt to change has been, perhaps, the most supportive characteristic in my life. My experience moving to Texas was a huge challenge which I had trouble overcoming. I lost friends, an amazing environment, and also the future I had planned for myself while living in Minnesota. Through that life-changing event though, I did come across pleasant change. My relationship with God became more concrete, and I was given new opportunities for my future. Although I did not understand it at the time, my relocation improved my education quality, turned me into a better person, and gave a new outlook to my walk with God

Born in Palm Springs, I grew up wishing I lived at the beach. At age 5 I got that wish when my family and I moved to Carlsbad, CA. My parents, Lee and Steve, had me at an older age; so all three of my siblings are older than me by a significant amount. This put me into the category as an only child. As a kid I was involved in musical theater and dance where I made some lifelong friendships. After getting comfortable in the city of Carlsbad my parents decided it was time to move back to Palm Springs. The move was not too hard for me because I did have some friends in the area. One of my biggest regrets is not continuing musical theater when I moved. I made a whole new group of friends and it was a fresh start for me. I went through middle school

Growing up in Southern California, I was surrounded by coastal culture, which has influenced me in many ways. No matter whether I lived in San Diego or Ventura county, I was never more than ten minutes away from the beach. Every weekend, it seemed, my dad would take us to the beach as family so we could play in the water, build sandcastles, catch hermit crabs, see the tide pools, and most of all, spend time together. I was enchanted by all the beach had to offer. Every sandcastle built was a palace for a hermit crab and every tide pool a thriving community. Whenever I stepped into the water, my imagination would run wild. Despite how often we went, I always enjoyed our days at the beach.

I leaned my head against the car window watching the leaves blowing around, just trying to distract myself from a slight feeling of emptiness inside of me. This feeling seemed all too familiar to me. My family and I had all of our possessions packed into boxes yet again. We were moving to a new state. At this point, up rooting our lives and starting over almost seemed more like a hobby than anything more significant. However, I have just now come to realize that what seemed like constant inconveniences in the past, have actually taught me how to be the best me with influences all around the country. Living in three different states and five homes may have been a challenge, but it provided me with memories that I wouldn’t trade for anything because those moments created the person I am today.

My name is Angela Miller, I am a sothern California native with an appitite for travel. Durring my travels, I enjoy pretending to be a wildlife photographer and have been fortunate enough to capture captivating images of many creatures from stark white mountain goats from the peaks of Glacier National Park, to most recently the unnearving swamp alligators of the Louisiana

When I first moved to California, I was accompanied by a group of students with high moral. Allegedly, they had just won a state tournament, and I was lucky enough to bump into them while they were celebrating. Before I bumped into them, I was in a pittance of peril, because I had gotten lost on my way back to the dorms, my phone died, and I felt as though I was being followed someone, so you can imagine how thankful I am for meeting

Childhood is something that every human must go through in life. It is filled with similar milestones like your first birthday, first game, and things very similar to that, yet, everyone’s childhood varies, causing there to be differences in personality, paths we take and even how we view the world. The biggest influence in my life would definitely be where I grew up. I moved to three different places that were completely different from one another. I believe that each of these places have contributed toward the person I ended up growing into.

I hate California, I said I would never live there. I wanted to live in the country with a farm and lots of animals, it’s been my dream for my whole life. I wanted to achieve this so badly in college I got a job and rented an apartment, in California. It felt like the only option I had, I needed the money very badly. Luckily, not everything in California sucked as much as I thought it would, some of my close friends also decided to live there and I got the cat I always wanted. My job as a plant pathologist was occasionally boring, but everyone was very friendly and I was earning good money. I took the bus every day to work because I couldn’t afford a car. It was smelly and sometimes dangerous, but at least I wasn’t in debt. I didn’t have a