Personal Narrative: Change

Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.

Stores especially, are the most wasteful, throwing away perfectly good items every single day. Large amounts of food are discarded because of cosmetic reasons, stocking unavailability, or due to lack of freshness (Porter). Every day, restaurants discard food that is only 24 hours old to be destroyed. Eighner explains in his story, “Yogurt, cheese, and sour cream are items that

Starting over. Those two simple words pretty much sum up where I am at in my life at the moment. I am a 34 year old mother of three. I have never been to college. My husband just recently left me. It has been a whirlwind summer to say the least, but before I get into what brought me back to school, I'll start at the beginning. I was born in FL., and quite literally spent all my time either at the beach or running bare foot on my grandparents farm. I loved every second. Shortly after I turned 8 my mom met my step-dad, and we were quickly headed on our first big adventure, moving to Texas! While I missed my family in FL., I can not tell you enough how happy I was that my mom married my dad. He has been a rock and solid foundation for me my whole

Who knew that things could change so abruptly, it almost felt that my whole world was flipped within a blink of an eye. Things were going to be different from now on, the people, the weather, even the fresh summer breeze from the coast will soon become a cold bitter winter breeze. This all came to my mind when my mom announced to my family that we’re moving, to New Jersey, once my school goes on summer break. At first, I began to panic, why do we have to move? Why can’t we just live here? We don’t even know anyone there, except for my aunt. We just moved here three years ago from New Jersey, and we didn’t like it, that’s why we only lived there for a month. Then why would we would we like it now? I question my mom, and I demanded explanations

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I want to leave, I want to disappear. Not a vacation, but that spontaneous quick escape with no bothers, just an unrestricted trip to free the mind and enjoy the bits of silence. To go by car to see how the scenery around me changes as I kill the distance, while listening to my favorite music as loud as I can. Just shout out my lungs with my terrible singing. As the music plays, I will grab a book, which will get all my beliefs and views away. No matter what the book will be about. As long as it would get me away, away from here. There would be just me and the characters of the novel, who struggle, fight, and compete, while they face delight, pleasure, and glory. Every so often, I will stop at the cafes on the road to grab some food, which

Walking away from everything you once knew and starting over is never a picnic. Leaving Iraq, and moving to America has impacted my life more than anything. I was only 4 years old at that time, and the only English I spoke was “excuse me, water please.” My family and I did not know it then, but our lives were going to change; we would become “Americanized”. Learning English was one of the massive changes that occurred, the way I dressed (culture), and even the way I had power to go to school and educate myself.

I chose to break the norm of either smiling at strangers or giving them a neutral look when you make eye contact. I decided to give every stranger I passed a confused look like they had just spoken to me in another language. I must admit, this made me feel a bit goofy. I was on the fence as to whether or not to do this in the first place but I decided I just had to. The responses I received were quite comical. A few people asked if I was alright, and one person even asked if I had a problem with them.

“This is a great experience, you’ll make so many new friends!” my parents told me excitedly

At this time, the Respondent is spending time with the minor child just second weekend of each month, and one month she is coming to LA to spend time with Andy, and the other month we are going to Bay Area for Andy to met his mom. I would like to request to have the order changed, so she will always come to see the child in LA, and support the expenses for the trip (somewhere between $700 and $800 a weekend). After chemotherapy the child still experience side effects from time to time. Any way Andy needs to go 4 to 6 times a year to Lucile

To describe a time that a leader I know “Challenged the Process”, I am going to look back at the example that I used for our last reflection. One-day last summer while working for the Boulder County trail crew, my crew, as well as one more, were tasked with moving a 1-ton bridge using grip-hoists (manually-operated winches), and it proved to be a much more daunting task than we had anticipated. After many failed attempts to move the bridge, frustration among crew members was at an all-time high. We were working near a high-use mountain bike trail, and many riders had been watching our progress, so the pressure to accomplish our goal was higher than usual.

Friedrich Hayek stated, “What is most urgently needed in most parts of the world is a through sweeping-away of the obstacles of free growth.” Change is a heavy and formidable force that you either participate in or stand by and watch as it unravels--no inbetween. Change is raft that you jump into to cross an aggressive river stream--life. Some distrust and fear unhindered growth. They chose to remain on shore, complacent in the familiarity of the life they know. Some--my ancestors--are not averse to change; they jump in, paddles in hand. They leap into the raft, embracing unobstructed change and the subsequent tools of human innovation that emerge. This is no easy feat, but each time the raft slows down with enough time for its riders to catch their

Island life is nice… if you don’t live it every day. I’m sure any teenager you ask born and raised on any small island like St. Thomas will tell you the same:There are barely any clothing stores, grocery prices are high, and the worst part: there are only two public high schools. The metaphor, a “big fish in a small pond” becomes real to you, especially one you enter middle school . After enduring this for about five years, I decided that I needed to leave St. Thomas ASAP for the sake of my education, my future and, most importantly, for my sanity. August of 2016 I boarded a plane headed northward to Georgia leaving my parents an empty nest early, to live with my aunt and uncle. Four hours from my new life, I was hit with the most agonizing realizations :I don’t know anyone. I don’t know how to act. Georgia? I don’t know her.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, I was a Hostess at John Cutter’s Steakhouse in Las Vegas, Nevada. This had been my job for the past couple months since I had quit working at my first job. It was slow and quiet that day, the door was right next to the Hostess stand like most restaurants and all I heard was a family eating and discussing something uninteresting on the patio outside. My boyfriend got me that job; it made pretty good money for a 17-year-old. It was summer of 2015, July to be exact. Everything seemed content and I was happy at that moment, little did I know that was all going to change very soon.

I lived my formative years from 2006 to 2013. During these seven years, several political and social events took place that changed the world and impacted several individuals in various ways. A handful of these political and social events include things such as the United States electing its first black president, Barack Obama, implementing the Affordable Healthcare Act, and the fight for same sex marriage which prevailed in Maine during these years. These three events have given myself and others within my cohort the ability to grow and adapt with the times, paving the way for a more liberal view of the world. Along with social and political events, various aspects of pop-culture affected members of my age cohort. During this time, advancements in technology were increasing rapidly, allowing children to learn, watch television, movies, and play