You’d think that a military brat, I’d be used to moving all the time. That statement is only true to a certain extent. I am used to moving often. I have lived in 13 different homes. My life was constantly changing as I grew up. When people asked me where I was born, I would say Missouri. When people ask where I’ve lived the longest, I would say Kansas. When people ask me where I liked the best, I would say that I’m torn between Texas and Montana. Two years ago, I prepared for something I was not ready for. Moving overseas. The process of moving from United States to the United Kingdom forced me to step outside of my comfort zone and learn to adapt to a new lifestyle in a new country.
My dad first received his P.C.S. (Permanent Change of Station) orders on the 14th of April, 2013, which was earlier than we had expected. I was working on an art project when my dad walked in the door and greeted my mom with a smile and an envelope in his hand. Inside was a letter saying that we were moving to Mildenhall, England. My family had suspicions that we would be moving soon, but we didn’t expect to report to our next assignment less than three months
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I felt like I was back in Clovis, New Mexico. The consistency within military bases made the transition much easier for me. I was able to adjust myself throughout the next few months much more smoothly than I would if the consistency wasn’t there. Although things like the time difference, eating schedule difference, and change in climate are things that one can adjust to easily. Things like culture shock and making friends aren’t. I learned that the faster you get involved, the faster you’ll adjust. I met a lot of my friends by going to the local youth group called Club Beyond. I also joined clubs and sports teams at the high school, and it connected me with people I still talk to years
Change is inevitably going to happen to all military families. Therefore, being in the military has taught me how to easily acclimate to different situations. For example, my family and I have been to five different bases. Each time I
Moving far away from family and friends can be tough on a child at a young age. It has its pros and cons. One learns how to deal with moving away from the people they love and also learn how to deal with adjusting to new ways of life. Everything seems so different and at a young age one feels like they have just left the whole world behind them. That was an experience that changed my life as a person. It taught me how to deal with change and how to adjust. It developed me from a young boy into a mature young man.
I had never seen such affection and care as I did from my family. After all the goodbyes, we made our way into the airport. I held on tight to my rolling suitcase as I walked to my future and I will never forget the love and support that stood there weeping. After waiting in the airport for over two hours, the plane finally arrived. I was sitting in my airplane seat slowly anticipating to see my mom that I hadn’t seen for six years. I remember the first day that I came to America. Getting out of that airplane exhausted and not being able t o walk because I had been sitting in the plane for 24 hours. I was in the Phoenix airport, looking around nervously in a peculiar place filled with strange people. But, the moment I saw my Mom and my family, I was serene once again.
My ancestors moved from Canada to America, they started living in the northern areas and worked very hard to earn food. When I was small the life was very good, all the kids of the community used to play and enjoy the time, but as I started growing up I realized that life is not just about playing around. Most of the people in my community do not know the actual meaning of life and they have spent their whole life inside a specific area and with limited knowledge. I started to find opportunities to study and learn more things that no one knows. In my quest for knowledge and curiosity to know the unknown I learned many things.
Growing up in England by the Peak District my Dad would often take us on short walks through the heather to look at the rolling hills; I fondly remember falling into the heather on an autumn day or seeing mounds of snow over the embankments on the sides of the roads. My Mum lived across from a wooded area that sprawled for miles, it started as a slope leading to trees and the small stream that I would walk along in my Wellies, during the winter my brother and I would trek out there for hours of sledding and fun to return to hot chocolate made for us. Since moving to America, I have witnessed nature but never to the raw extent that I did as a child. This past summer I found myself backpacking, the type where you put a third of your body weight
What if you met the love of your life today? You should smile, because you’ve never been loved so much in your life. But what if they back stabbed you…
I’ve lived in Palestine the first eleven years of my life. I stayed there and went to school
Growing up in a different country can be quite challenging once you relocate to a different country. For me, coming to the United States was completely different and new. I was born here in Salinas, California but both raised here and in Mexico. At the age of one, I didn’t really know what went on with the world or just life itself, so I had no idea how different the U.S was from Mexico until I grew older. After I was born, my family and I went to live in Mexico to continue our life there. My hardworking parents always wanted my sister and I to have the best in anything. They worked hard to give us what we needed in order to have a decent life. Even though my parents were not born here in the U.S. they didn’t have to go through what most people
On December 19, 2012, on the way back home from soccer practice, my parents broke the news to my brother and I that we were going to be moving to Orange County after spending a wonderful year in Chicago. Prior to our move to Chicago we lived in Sydney, Australia for three years. I had looked forward to the move back to the US from Australia for two reasons. One, I was beginning “middle school”, 5th grade, but was considered middle school there, and two, I found out that our family was moving back to the Windy City, well…a little north from there to a small village called Glencoe. Upon moving there, getting settled in, and starting school, I fell in love with the place and everybody who was associated with it as it was a small village with less than 2,000 people. I also did not expect to move anywhere and thought that this would be the place where I would grow up and call home. Naturally, after experiencing all this, when I found out the news about our relocation to
Moving back to America ‘Moving back to my home country was an even bigger adjustment than leaving it. Instead of moving back to Sparta like we originally planned, we
I walked into class, still half asleep on a foggy Monday morning. Up front, I
It has been said, “The hardest part about growing up, is letting go of what you were used to; and moving on with something you’re not” (insert citation). Everyone grows up in different places, but it is the ability to move on that allows each person to grow. I have spent my fair share of time in different places, especially with being a ‘military brat.’ Places change people, not because they are a specific geographical coordinate, but because the people one comes across in the different places affects her. My life became what it is because I fell in love with new people and made memories in Oregon, Texas, Nevada, and New York.
When I was seventeen I nervously traveled about 350 miles from my sleepy little home town of Freedom, Wyoming to the relatively enormous city of Boise, Idaho to go to the Military Entrance Processing Station. This wasn 't the first time I had been this far from home by myself, but it was the first time I was making adult decisions without my parents involvement. When it came time for me to choose my job in the army the counselors presented me with a long list that I qualified for. I got tired of scrolling and reading so I chose the first job that I actually understood. I returned home and excitedly told my parents that I would be an infantry soldier. My dad 's response to this might be considered a little less than heart warming “You dumb ass. Why didn 't you choose
Military life offered the exciting adventure of traveling around the world. For example, in my first five years, I was only in the states one time. During my army career, I traveled to Kuwait, then to Egypt, then to Ireland, to Germany, to Saudi Arabia, and finally to Korea. In the states, I have lived in California, Hawaii, Maryland, Philadelphia, Florida, South Caroline, North Carolina, New York, and Virginia. My orders will tell me where I will report to and whether it is state side or to another country....
Have you ever had to move somewhere completely different at a young age? Perhaps somewhere you didn’t even know existed? As a