Personal Narrative Analysis

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I live in Jasper, Georgia; a very small, backwoods town. My dad was born and raised all over California and my mom was born and raised in Jasper. But my parents met in the Army so I was born in Fort Campbell, Kentucky. I have always asked why they decided to raise me in the decollate town of Jasper where the only exciting thing to adventure out to do is visit the local Walmart. They said it was better for you, coming from both sides who have grown up in both the city and country, you don’t have to worry about your safety, about who has the best-looking car or clothes, or even about having to worry about being so far away from your family. I have always liked going to the big city of Atlanta to see plays and go to all the concerts but now …show more content…

You are brought up to see how nice people can be. Of course, everyone knows the south as being the best in hospitality, so of course you always have the sweetness in your heart. You also, get to see all the beautiful scenery, like the beautiful mountains especially during the fall when all the leaves are changing, there is nothing more breath taking than that view, or you can head down to the river and listen and watch all the Wildlife because there is nothing blocking your view of the world like, hundreds of skyscrapers stretching as far as the eye can see. You are never rushed in the country, you just go at your own speed, no big corporation is rushing you, no major traffic lights or all the cars are rushing you to get out of their way so they can speed past you and finally, the clean mountain air is so refreshing especially during the summer, the small of fresh cut grass and the fresh soil for the gardens everyone plants and the hint of flowers blooming around your house. I wouldn’t trade anything for those summer …show more content…

I want them to be able to get out of the county when they want to. I don’t want them thinking they are stuck in one spot forever. The city is a beautiful place but that is not somewhere I want my children being raised. The pressure my dad told me he went through growing up in California is horrible. There is no need for a child to get made fun of because of the clothes they wear, the house they live in, where they live or even they car they drive. That is not the image I want my children growing up to thinking it is okay to do. I just want my children to grow up and go to college and get a nice job so they can have happy lives. I want them to want to adventure onto the world for

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