Personal Narrative: Moving To Arizona

Growing up in a small town near the border of Arizona, I had always displayed an interest in seeing the world–the different cities and sceneries. But at the same time, I felt at home in Arizona. I breathed for the desert air, the grinched-colored cacti, and the occasional roadrunners. Imagine my surprise when I found out, shortly after my parents split, I was moving to New York City.

I did not know anybody. The closest person that I knew was a six hour drive away, not even in the same state as me. The day that I moved to Texas was the day that I left my sense of security behind – everything I had ever known was taken from me, and having no say in this discouraged and frustrated me. Being part of an expat family accustomed me to moving, but this time it was different. The transition from living in Qatar to living in Texas physically and mentally exhausted me, but, with the right skills and resources, I was eventually able to overcome it.

Relocating from Florida back to Arizona was quite the journey. We went through terrible weather changes and and other dreadful like things on the trip. On the day we took off to board the greyhound we found out that the train had been experiencing some difficulties performing like the rest of them, but we had been told that the problems were fixed and that we shouldn't be worried. So we trusted in this man and what he had told us and i see now that was a big mistake, so we boarded the train took off our bags and we were all excited and could'nt wait to get back to see granny the rest of the family. Finally the train took off and the journey began I took a seat and felt relieved and calm but at the same time I felt uneasy and i just couldn't

Texas born and raised means a lot of things, but for me it means diverse. As a child, I grew up in the southside of San Antonio and attended a Catholic school which contributed majorly to how I act now and has impacted how I view others. However, in the 7th grade, I moved to the Texas Hill Country and learned a plethora of contradictory views. This has led me to form my own opinions on what is right and wrong and meshed city and country life to create a well-rounded, diverse Texan.

When I arrived in Dallas, I was legitimately surprised to see that people in Texas were normal. They were not all wearing cowboy hats and boots with pistols tucked into their belts. I was ten years old, and I had just become accustomed to life in Missouri, right after leaving to Texas. Previously, I had moved from Albuquerque, New Mexico to Missouri when my dad’s job relocated us. Then, my dad quit his job and decided to pursue his dreams of owning a cattle ranch because his job had asked he relocate us to White Plains, New York. While his worst nightmare was being forced to live in a crowded, bustling urban municipality, mine included simply moving again.Visions of tumbleweed and desert haunted me the days following his announcement. This

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.

I moved to Utah, January 3, 2000. Moving to Utah at age 20, had some definite “culture” shocks after growing up in California. I noticed when I first went to the grocery store; the store didn’t have a liquor section. A weird thing to notice for someone who doesn’t drink alcohol, but until then, grocery stores always had big displays for alcohol. The biggest New Year’s ever, had only been 3 days prior! Prince’s song, “1999” was forever going to be about the past! Where were the displays? What was this strange new place I’d moved to? What was I going to discover next, stores closed on Sunday? Were there some weird laws in place to “make” people obey?

In 2011 on a very cold December night, my dad told me something that I will never forget. My siblings and I were all sitting in my fathers very out dated apartment, eating hamburger helper and watching a movie on his small 32 inch t.v.

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When people would talk about deja vu all i could say was lies. I didn't really think that was true and it was something that couldn't happen. Until it actually happened and i was in total shock. When i used to hear people talk about all I could say that was crazy that it was just your mind. I could exactly remember everything that has happened and until now i am in total shock about it.

I’ve lived in Arizona since I was a kid and when I first moved here I was hanging out in my backyard and I was poking around an old dirty tool shed out back when I looked down, (I was wearing sandals) to see a small spider, a black widow less than inch from my left big toe. It touched my foot and I jumped, causing it to scatter and run. I could see the red spot on it, on the thorax, a signal that it was a female and ran inside. It didn’t bite me, but maybe if I had been a bit less observant, I would’ve been bitten and while it likely wouldn’t have killed me, it was the closest to harm I’ve ever come with a spider. Now if I could talk about dogs...

This past fall break, I got a chance to take a trip to Arizona to visit Grand Canyon University with a friend, Anthony Ward. I thought it would be an awesome opportunity to open up my options for colleges. What I loved most about the program, Discover GCU, is that they covered all the expenses to Arizona and all I payed for was a plane ticket to Oahu. I was so stoked to go but also nervous because I was the only girl from my school and didn't know anyone. Eventually I made friends with a couple girls from Oahu and we became room mates. I have never been to Arizona, I honestly don't fly up to the mainland very often, I have always been here on the Big Island or on the other islands.

Waking up at midnight on a cloudy monday night, I walked outside and looked at the moon. Look at how far I have come. Living in hillbilly hick Iowa, to traveling all over the world. Listening to my mother has been one of the greatest things I have ever done. Without her I would have stayed in Iowa and probably married a ugly overweight farmer. Graduating from highschool I decided that I was going to go straight to college and get my masters in Biological Anthropology. Since I already had 20 credits completed at Iowa Central, I decided to stay for one more year. The money I would save would go into my traveling “fund”. Planning on living with my mother still, to me was not a bad decision. She fed me, clothed me, and loved me even though I can

I am the middle child of sibling of 3. I Moved to Hawaii 1996. After 2 years, I moved to california Hawaii to go to school in 1998. I returned Oahu at 2005. I traveled a lot and have seen many countries. Therefor I am familiar with many cultuers and thire foods. I have never been married and have no kids. I have a 90 year old Grandma and two elderly aunts here Hawaii. I am obligated to take care of them when they need my help. I live in Kahal area. It is a very quiet neighborhood. We are surrounded with expensive houses and rich families. I have active lifestyle. I have been active my entire life. I enjoy outdoor activity, especially if it involves ocean and beach. I start swimming before walking, so Hawaii is perfect place for me. I played

Back in 2004, my family had a unexpected decision to make on moving to California from Philippines. It was a crazy year for us, we only had a week to prepare for our big move, I wasn't mentally prepared for what was about to come. When we arrived in the in California, I was placed in Middle School in the middle of the school year. My english was fair because back in our country it was taught and was strongly encouraged to be the second language but even though I know a little bit of english, my grammar and pronounciation of some words were still incorrect. An example would be when I say the number "three" it will come out sounding like "tree" or "chapstick" would sound like "chopsticks". These were just some of the words I can recall from people who have corrected me and made a joke about it. Also, when I