In the summer 2010 it all started; I got back from a trip to Costa Rica and found out that my family was moving to a different city and I would be forced to move from Juan Dolio to Punta Cana in The Dominican Republic.
When my mom pronounced these exact words in the phone “ Giulia we’re moving away to Punta Cana, pack your things”. My voice cracked and the only thing I could say was “No, I’m staying here I grew up here this means everything to me” and hung up on her, feeling sad, afraid and broken at the same time, I couldn’t believe they took that decision without even asking what I thought about it.
This was a huge deal and an extreme shock to me since I had lived in the same place my whole life. I was afraid of such a big change in my life and was very disappointed that nobody told me when I was away because they knew I would go crazy over it, but they thought it would be a good surprise for me. It was entirely the opposite.
In the beginning, this experience was negative because I was afraid of it being such a big difference just because it meant a change in my life it scared me, this was a change I have never faced before, having to leave all my childhood friends, changing school, getting used to a new place, and graduating from high school with people I had never met before. As well as my friends, there were all of my pets and my horses which have been a main factor in my life since I was a little girl, and I had never experienced living without them when staying in my old home. I was really sad about this and it made me even more homesick. I talked with my mom and my stepfather to figure things out since I knew I wasn’t going to be able to live without my horses near me. By talking things out, we found a way to r...
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...ause today it has made me who I am, and I wouldn’t change a thing about my life. Everything that happened to me made me who I am and shaped me as a better person each time. We need to learn about our experiences bad or good, as it’s what it makes us grow up and become wiser. I am who I am thanks to all of my offsets and achievements, and overcoming this experience made me feel proud of myself somehow because I never imagined that I would have to face a change like this.
Everyone needs to be open minded to all new changes and not only be focused on one way of seeing things. Everything has a bright side and a dark side. For example, I’m far from my old home and my childhood friends, but here I got to make new friends, learn about different cultures and got to be closer to my big brother since he lives here and before we saw each other only a few times a month.
I was hoping to move to Alaska or Arizona, but instead we got Arkansas. I wasn’t excited about it but, it was some place different. I moved around the end of July. It was really hard to move and leave my friends, but we still keep in contact every now and then. When I came to Arkansas it was really different. It felt weird to be in the States after seven years. There were new things that I had never seen or even heard of. I was anxious about starting school. Getting used to going to a small school on base in Germany was extremely different from going to public school.
In conclusion, leaving my country was the hardest decision I have ever made in my life. I know it’s easy to imagine yourself with different things and in different places, but when it comes to reality; it’s very hard, especially, when you decide to move to another country, and try to adjust yourself to everything new. I am very grateful for everything we have today, America is
I can't believe it when my mother announces that we are leaving Nova Scotia and heading clear across the country to Victoria, British Columbia. I'm going to be leaving behind all of my friends and the only home I have ever known, all for some grouchy 95-year-old grandfather I hardly remember.
When I was nine years old, my parents, two siblings, and uncle decided that it was time for us to move from Missouri up to chilly Massachusetts. Both my uncle and father were construction workers. There were so many projects in Massachusetts, it was sensible for us to move. Financially, this was also the solution to our money problems. All around we were all very excited for this move, all except for myself. About halfway to Massachusetts, I had a gut feeling that this was a bad decision. Upon arrival, I felt like a fish out of water and, I was. Everything was so different compared to how Missouri was.
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I did not mind the new house, to me it was nice and bright compared to my old house which was brown and dull. My sister spent a little time being mopey from moving while I decided to make myself at home and picked my home and brought my stuff in. Despite the little ups and downs in my life I learned that no matter how bad things can get, you just keep moving forward and make the best of any
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It was a beautiful, sunny day in South Florida. I was six years old, playing by the pool with my new puppy. I loved swimming in the pool almost every day after school. I also enjoyed going out on our boat after school or crossing the street and going to the beach. My father came home one evening with some interesting news. Now, I do not remember exactly how I felt about the news at that time, but it seemed like I did not mind that much. He had announced that we were going to move back to my birth country, Belgium. I had been living in Florida for five years and it was basically all I had known so I did not know what to expect. I had to live with my mom at first, and then my sister would join us after she graduated high school and my father finished settling things. I remember most of my earlier childhood by watching some old videos of me playing by the pool and dancing in the living room. It seemed like life could not get any better. However, I was excited and impatient to experience a new lifestyle. I realized that I could start a whole new life, make new friends and learn a new language. Belgium was not as sunny as South Florida but it has much better food and family oriented activities. Geographic mobility can have many positive effects on younger children, such as learning new languages, being more outgoing, and more family oriented; therefore, parents should not be afraid to move around and experience new cultures.