Describe a circumstance, obstacle or conflict in your life, and the skills and resources you used to resolve it. Did it change you? If so, how? It was the fall of 2010 and little did I know that my world was about to change drastically. We had moved back to Kenosha, Wisconsin in 2008 after living in Mexico, and I was starting to enjoy my life in the dairy state. My 6th Grade classes had just started at Bullen Middle School. It was right at this time when my world seemingly got flipped upside down. My parents had a family meeting and informed my siblings and me that we were moving to a small Iowa town called Orange City. I had feelings of nervousness, excitement, and sadness all mixed together. I had finally established some great friendships …show more content…
I walked into the 6th grade classroom and looked up at the faces of Jack Vander Stelt and Tristan Saarie. I thought for sure I was in the wrong class and the wrong grade. Jack was a full six foot three inches and Tristan one of the tallest girls I’d ever seen. I already felt like the smallest person in the world, but now I was extremely panicked and thought for sure I would never fit in there. I could have taken this change in my life as something terrible, tragic, and sad. Instead, I chose to make the most of it and accept it as a new challenge. I began to communicate with as many people as I could and I trained myself to become a more social person. I joined about every sport possible in middle school and made it a goal to become friends with everyone. By moving to Iowa, I evolved from a shy kid into a much more outgoing and adventurous adolescent. I now know I had no reason to worry about moving to a new place, and I’ve learned what it is like to adjust to a move in the future. I have made countless memories in Iowa, and moving here taught me a lot about meeting new people and familiarizing myself with a completely different atmosphere. My world definitely did change when I moved to Orange City, but I cannot imagine my life any other
Before my years in high school, I rarely put time and effort into studying and constantly associated with my friends at school; that is until I entered high school. The different competitive atmosphere at high school caused me to suddenly prioritize my studies ahead of everything else and my ambition became greater than ever. I began to interact less with my old friends and become less sociable with those around me. My parents also began to notice this drastic change and encouraged me to once in a while contact my old friends. During the beginning, I contacted my friends about two or three times a week, but the phone calls began to gradually diminish. I began to abandon my previous cheerful, ebullient nature in order to conform to the competitive, tense study environment at high school. As long as I successfully accomplished my goals and was accepted by others, I was willing to alter myself in order to assimilate into the mainstream environment. Through my hard work and perseverance, I was able to reach my goal and receive the acknowledgement of others; however, despite fulfilling all my ambitions, I did not feel any joy or satisfaction within myself. Even though I successfully accomplished my objectives in school, I realized that in return I completely sacrificed my social life. Despite being accepted by others, I began to feel a sense of loneliness and longed to
It has been said that the grass is always greener on the other side. Being excited about the newness and challenges of a new place may not enable it to stay green for a lifetime, but the new place is a great place to spend the next four years. So even though I lived my whole high school life in one city where there were no actual problems, it still was time for me to move where there were new experiences.
As I walked into class on my opening day of 1st grade in a new school, I knew something was different about me. I looked around to see all my peers who were quite normal and polite, but there was just something off. I soon realized this was my height when I overheard the nicknames “Tree,” “Giraffe,” and my personal favorite “The Statue of Liberty.” As though my first day of school was not tough enough, my teacher pulled me to the side and began to talk to me about advanced education. Word spread like wildfire, as fast as it can in a rural elementary school, and now I was not only the girl who towered over her class but also the nerd. How lucky I was. Entering the jungle of a cafeteria was my next task. Kindergarteners screamed and ran around
I was born and raised in Buffalo, New York and it’s all I’ve ever known. When I was younger my parents took me on little short trips like, Toronto and Columbus, Ohio. I was young, so I didn’t really remember a lot that was going on or different about the two places. When I got older, I decided I wanted a change in my life but did not know what or where. In September of 2003, I was invited to my cousin’s wedding in Charlotte, North Carolina. I decided to go and when I did, I did not want to return back to Buffalo. Of course, I had to come back to Buffalo because I was only visiting. I had made up in my mind right then, Charlotte, North Carolina was the place for my children and me. I decided to move to Charlotte before Christmas of that year. My experiences were years to remember. I stayed in Charlotte for a total of seven years. During the years I had been living in Charlotte, my most memorable experiences were the weather and the commuting.
Have you ever had to leave behind almost everything that you loved, and go somewhere new, and try new things? I have, and that’s something that’s still happening today. This is about my experience moving from Georgia, to Columbia, South Carolina. But before I even lived in Georgia, I lived in a small town in Virginia. Now looking back on it, I’m glad that our family left Virginia, because in Georgia, and now South Carolina, there’s so much more opportunity for success. But at the time it was very difficult, because that was all I knew. But that’s the reason I have hope for moving to Columbia. But I had to leave behind a whole lot of stuff in Georgia, and now it’s like I have to work really hard to get back what I once had.
Humanity maintains a deep-rooted fear of being lonely, and I, being no exception, once experienced an unyielding compulsion to share my inner world with others. Years of being disregarded prompted the belief that I would remain nothing other than a degenerate and continued discrimination drowned me in detrimental thoughts. Life appears as an undying orbit around the notion of finding other people to empathize with and love. Society installs individuals with the conviction that they cannot be alone and content. As I grew older and branched out to unfamiliar faces, I learned an abundance concerning myself, class difference, and managing loneliness. I began to rise above the societal belief that another individual must be present in one’s life
I was always an introvert person and had small circle of friends, which was consisting only by
It was the day before my birthday, in the summer of 2011, and we were loading up the moving truck, headed to a new home. I had mixed feelings about it, part of me excited to be in a new place, but that other part of me thought of it all as a horrible thing; I never liked change. Arriving in the new town made me want to turn back time and have another chance to take in all of my beautiful hometown of Charleston, SC. I was going to need a lot of integrity, determination, and even teamwork to get through this barrier, but I knew that I would be just fine.
Tell a story from your life, describing an experience that either demonstrates your character or helped to shape it.
Before my younger brother, my mother and I moved to San Diego with my oldest brother and my grandmother, our life in Stockton was going just fine. I just started freshman year with all my friends from my junior high class at Weston Ranch High School. My father would help me with sports and my older brother would suggest the different classes to take at Weston Ranch High School. Things ran smo...
The summer when I turned 11 years old, my parents had split up. I had chosen to be with my mom for two reasons: 1. My dad was an alcoholic, and 2. I never got to know my mom, mainly because if she had even talked to me my dad would start World War III in our house. Then we lived in Bluewater, New Mexico, for two months. Sixth grade was very friendly to me. I had met my fourth best friend. After my mom finding a jo...
There are various influences on everyone’s lives while growing up. I believe the greatest of these influences is the neighborhood you grew up in. I grew up in a quite large, welcoming neighborhood. While living in this neighborhood, I was outgoing and remarkably talkative. Making friends became second nature to me. Playing outdoors from sunrise to sundown playing sports or exploring the outdoors with my friends became a daily routine for me. I was outgoing, talkative, and active. I believe this is the result of the neighborhood I grew up in.
Ever since I can remember, I was naturally quiet and shy. I constantly repeated myself because people could not hear me the first time. Even then, I seldom made eye contact with others. When I entered high school, nothing changed.
It was the second semester of fourth grade year. My parents had recently bought a new house in a nice quite neighborhood. I was ecstatic I always wanted to move to a new house. I was tired of my old home since I had already explored every corner, nook, and cranny. The moment I realized I would have to leave my old friends behind was one of the most devastating moments of my life. I didn’t want to switch schools and make new friends. Yet at the same time was an interesting new experience.
Many changes for the good and some were bad but, there were some learning experiences that help make me a better person. The events in my life, was dealing with the Birth and The Death of my first daughter.