It was unexpected, heart-breaking, and frustrating. My parents’ divorce hit me like a brick wall. Every aspect of my life changed within the following years of their divorce. At the time, I felt like my world was ending, however, the separation took me places I could have never imagined; from South Dakota, to the Nation 's Capitol, to the beautiful land of Germany. During my late years of elementary school, my mother took off for DjiBouti, Africa, for her second deployment with the United States Air Force. Fourth grade was easy living with just my father and a dog, Shelby. We missed my mother very much and Skyped her weekly to hear about her adventures in Africa. The day came for her to land back home in our town of Rapid City, South Dakota. We eagerly waited at one of the few gates in our local airport where she walked through the door, looking tan and fit. It had been a year since I had seen her. Her first few days back home were great; catching up and …show more content…
I spent every weekend with her in her apartment on the other side of town. We watched lots of movies and took cooking classes together to help her learn how to prepare meals since my father had always been the cook of the family. She told me she had found a new job in Washington D.C. and would be leaving the following summer. Around the same time, my father asked me to move to Germany with him to get a fresh start. This brought up the question: who would I live with? The divorce judge told me if I did not want to choose a parent to stay with, she would make the decision for me. We ultimately decided that I would live with my mother in Washington D.C. for a year and then decide for myself if I wanted to stay there or move to Germany to live with my father. I began my journey as a small town midwestern girl and found myself immersed in the culturally diverse metropolitan of Washington
Everything for a year had been leading up to this point and here I was in the middle of the happiest place on earth in tears because my friends had abandoned me in the middle of Disney on the senior trip.
The air was warm, the beams of sunlight shined on my skin, and the sweet laughter of my daughter came as she ran about. I could hear the bark of the neighbor’s dog in the distance, the scraping sound of a jogger's sneakers on the gravel sidewalk and I could smell the sweet aroma of the ripening peaches coming from the tree in our backyard. It was a brilliant summer day just like any other. My husband, Matthew, pulled in. Our daughter ran to him as he walked up the drive, “Daddy, Daddy,” she shouted as she wrapped her arms around him, embracing him with love. My husband sat beside me and began to speak. My heart began to beat slowly and erratically at first, my eyes began to burn in their sockets and a lump rose in my throat. The hair on my arms stood on end as my eyes began to fill with tears. “I got orders babe, I’m going to be shipped out in eight days.” These words my husband spoke would be the begging of a whole new life, a whole new fear. This day my life changed forever. On this day I learned my husband was going to be deployed.
The activity that takes up the most of my time is running. Running has been a huge part of my life since I was ten years old. I dedicate my time to running because I care about how I do in every single race. The great thing about running is that winning does not always mean you get first place. Winning in running can simply be getting faster each race. Looking back on all the hard work I have put in, I can see all that running has paid off. Though I know not all of my speed came from myself, I have Heavenly Father to thank for helping me to be stronger mentally than I was physically. Since running is something that I want to get better at, I talk to a good friend named Moddie Despain about running strategies and techniques. He taught me the
At eight years old, I realized the danger my dad was facing shortly after he was first deployed. I was terrified for my father, crying myself to sleep for months and only slept on his side of the bed the entire deployment. Although, I’m older and have experienced three deployments with my family, the subject of deployment is still very sensitive. Deployment is a vulnerable period in the family and the soldier, there were times where I knew nothing of my father, and we’d constantly checked the lists of soldiers killed in
During my flight to America,I reminisced about the luxurious lifestyle I had: food, freedom, toys and asked myself if everything was going to change.I came from a middle income family to a low income family.My life changed when I got the news from my mother that were moving to America.I was nine years old when she announced the news to my brother and I. I was anxious and happy about the news because going to America mean I get to see my father.I only had a glimpse of my father as a child.Ecstatic to see my father for the first time, my face filled with excitement and joy,but my heart was aching as I abandoned my loved ones behind. Everything seemed to be hazy at the moment as my childhood,friends,and family members fades.
My parents had fiddled with the idea for the entire summer and it seemed as if it was the time to take the plunge in the stagnant issue of moving. It’s not like it had been as surprise that the move was coming; yet it seemed too soon. California was the only place that was known as home, it was so familiar that it was near impossible to be living somewhere else. One thing that has to be kept in mind when making a drastic lifestyle change is the packing. The packing seemed endless, piles and piles of useless belongings that at one point were so important, now lined the bottomless pit of a dumpster. The last night before the move was an incredibly difficult one and not how I expected it. All of the family that had accompanied me since birth came to say their tearful goodbyes. Of course there was crying involved from my part, but I never knew I could cry so much. For so...
It all started when Ms. McCrystal began a lesson on how evolutionary changes impacted the lives of other organisms. Allie knew something interesting was going to happen, because Ms. McCrystal was the most engaging teacher on team 8-1. The very next day Ms. McCrystal had all of her Students do an assignment on the five fingers of evolution. Then she announced that the class was going on a class trip to the science museum.
Drugs! Alchohol! These two things prove to be very dangerous to the human person. My older brother was once addicted to both, but with the help from my parents, he is now back on the right track. This was only possible because my parents took huge steps in helping him get to rehab. They were heroes to me and my family because they had been so caring, loving, and forgiving to my brother. There has been so many wonderful things I have learned from them. My parents saved my brother's life and showed me what true love and hope can accomplish.
We arrived at the FLL meet at around 7:00 AM. Filled with excitement, we quickly filed off of the bus. We got set up at the gold pit, and waited for our time to head towards the first event, the team building session. Then, it was time, and we quickly walked towards the band hall, where the event was located. As soon as we went in, two things became obvious. First, we had to build something out of marshmallows and uncooked pasta. Second, we were going to be quizzed on our team. I think we did well on both, and we walked out, confident that we did well on the first event.
Before junior year, I got up at 5:45 a.m. and took the train and bus to school. Getting my driver's license meant more freedom, more independence, and sleeping in later. For my parents, my license meant a free taxi company for my 3 younger sisters, but I didn’t know that my license would mean getting closer to my sister Ella.
All my life ,I’ve always wanted to be someone in life who can actually make a difference to this world in a positive way. Ever since I was a little girl I pushed myself to always best I can be just . I lived in a town outside Los Angeles, California , it was called Van Nuys,California.The elementary school (Kittridge Elementary) I had went to was in a low income area, mainly spanish community had lived in the area I was living in at the time .I had a lot of friends (mainly mexicans) I focused a lot on being on time for school , staying on task in class, and finishing my homework. At such a young age I had felt such ambition and was doing very good for myself. At the age of 10 was when reality start to really hit me , even though I was very young I started to see things differently.
American Journalist, Helen Rowland said, “ When two people decide to get a divorce, it isn’t a sign that they don’t understand each other, but a sign that they have, at last, begun to” (1). Divorce means the ending of a marriage by legal separation, thus, a couple that were once bonded together have now separated for opposing reasons. Divorce has hurt and destroyed many families across the world and can cause a lot of negativity. Teens often do not know how to deal with the fact that their family is no longer whole and they will transition into a depression. Teens may experience emotional damage by seeing the two most important people in their lives fight constantly. There is a good side and a bad side to seeing parents go through a divorce as a teen. Quite often teens tend to see that, since they are so unhappy, that it is better for them to separate because they do not want to see their parents get hurt. Even when separated, they learn to communicate and bond between one another. The negative side of divorce is that families sometimes stay torn apart, therefore: There is a lot of anger, rage that happens because going through a situation like this is not something that is easy, and many emotions become involved. Dealing with their parents can be difficult for some teens, but for many others, they feel as if a divorce will make their family happier without seeing all of the fighting.
It all started out on July, 23, 2014 when my mother told me she and my father were getting a divorce, and that we were moving from Owatonna, Minnesota to San Diego. I remember that day like it was yesterday, how I felt, how I felt like I would never stop crying, and confused about what was going to happen. I remember hearing what my mother 's voice sounded like I knew something bad happened, that my father got in an accident or died, or that my dog had gotten hit by a car, or someone died. But all my assumptions were incorrect no one died no one got hurt besides me, my mother, and father. I remember as soon as my mother said the word “divorce”, I instantly started bursting in tears.
On a rainy day on March 30th, the year of 2000, at 11:50 in the Memorial Hospital in Modesto, California, I, Allison Oudomphanh, now sixteen years old,was born to two loving Laotian parents and a sister. My family and I currently live in Ceres, in a small home that barely fits our family, since my mother, recently, gave birth to a little one. I go to Ceres High School and enjoy learning new ideas every day; although I am not much of an early riser. Some people would describe me as being shy, which is true. However, if I am comfortable around a person or people, like my family, I am quite loud and quirky. My life is like a movie plot, there are unhappy scenes, exciting scenes, dull scenes, mainly joyful scenes, and even some plot twists along
The experience I had with my dad leaving is one that many families face. Not every family is as lucky, being so that their father leaves the family to go fight in a war or for some other reason, most are just deadbeats and leave for their own personal reasons. My dad leaving at first turned our family upside down, throwing what we had always known into something totally different, but as time wore on we came to realize that things would be okay. We grew to accept that this experience was difficult, but out of it came positive things. My dad’s leaving challenged my mom’s role as a simple housewife, which then challenged my mom to take over our household. She raised us alone, got a job, and found more self-confidence within herself. My family’s change did a lot of good.