Describe a memory you have of moving, whether it was moving homes, schools, or even rooms. What kind of impact or significance did the move have on you? (All of you have moved, even if it is from Highland School up to the high school). Write at least 100 words.
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In my lifetime I have moved twice, and the first time I moved was before I could talk. The second time I moved was before first grade. It was not a large impact on my life because I moved to a town that i was already familiar with. Since my father worked in the new area it was not too much of a shock. Fortunately I had a best friend before school started and he was a good companion. He ended up being in a different class but it did not matter because we still hung out after school and on weekends. My move was nothing compared to a Walls family move.
I may not have moved from another town or state, but i have made a significant move from Highland School to the High School. I would definitely consider this as a big move in my life. We left the elementary things behind and started to gain a few individual freedoms. At first, I was not sure if the change between schools was going to be smooth or rough. After a few days i was well acclimated to the new school. This school has been like my secondary home for the last six years, and i am going to miss it next year.
The move from Highland school to the high school was rough. Being in the same building as people 5 years older than me was very intimidating. The seniors were massive and could easily put me into a locker if they wanted to. But after a while as I learned they were all gentle giants, I was not so afraid of them. This taught me to not initially judge people by their outward appearance, whether it was fat, short, dumb, or just sketchy looking. I feel this is an important skill to have as an adult because throughout life you will encounter a wide diversity of people that you will be forced to get along with.
I have only moved one important time in my life. I moved from Highland School to the High School. Not a big move, like to a different town or state, and even though it does not seem like a big move, it was for me. This move meant more privileges, but it also meant more work. This move also meant that instead of being the oldest in the school I was now the youngest in a school. When I was first at the High School, I thought that the work was going to be extremely hard but as the school year went on, I realized that if I worked hard enough the work was not that hard at all. So being in the High School showed me that if you work hard enough, the seemingly impossible is actually possible.
In 8th grade my house at that time was getting renovated so my family had to move a couple blocks down the street for about a year while my first house was being worked on. The move itself did not have much effect on my social life, school life, or personal life but it did make me realize something. I missed seeing my neighbors all the time whether it be walking to and from the car and the house or saying "hi, how are you". On Evers Street, where I moved, I cannot remember seeing or interacting with any of my neighbors there. It made me appreciate my current neighbors even more and realize how lucky my family is to have such wonderful people living around us when I moved back.
My first move was from a yellow house in Scarsdale, New York, to a beige house in New Rochelle, New York. I was too young to remember this, but i did remember my move from New Rochelle to Mawhah, NJ. This time it was because my parents got divorced. Still i was too young to realize this was a bad thing and i just went with the flow. I do remember making new friends was tough. My final move was to my current residence in Midland Park. Here i have been since third grade and i really like it here.
My first real move was from my old bedroom to my new bedroom. In 2nd grade my dad had built and whole new addition to the one side of our house, and he built Allison and I a whole new room. It was very different because it was twice the size of the old one, with a very high ceiling. We had double the room to express our creativity! We had more space to pick out outfits. We got to decorate the room however we wanted and eventually designed the room to our personal tastes.
Although moving from Highland School to the High School is not nearly as significant as moving from a different town to this tight knit community we have here in Midland Park High School. To me it was still a nerve-racking and exciting move at the time. I really didn't know how to handle it at first. However after a week or two I felt right at home. Looking back now I can honestly say that it is crazy to think that this is my last year in Midland Park High School. Am I going to miss it? We shall see.
The greatest move that occured during my life was when I graduated 6th grade and moved from Highland school to the High School. Many people do not consider this to be a big change but it had a major impact on my life. The biggest change that took place was that I used to be in the oldest class at Highland. Moving to the High School meant that I was going to be in the yougest class in the school all over again. The other major significance about moving to the high School was that the High School was the last school I was going to be attending before college. Changing schools also meant the colleges would be watching closer at my performance in school. I had to start really trying to do my best and get good grades.
It was march. Maybe nine years ago. I was wearing light blue sweat pants with a sweater and a ponytail on my hair and no hair on my face. We were standing next to the door; me and my sisters. That was the last picture we took in our house in costa rica. I don't remember much other than seeing my grandma looking outside her window towards our car, when we were driving away. Once we arrived here we had to start a new life and it was a challenge. Now am here in midland park and can say that moving from costa rica to new jersey has been the biggest and hardest thing I have done so far.....
In my lifetime I have moved once from one town to another. I moved when I was about six right before I started Kindergarten. My family moved from Hawthorne to Midland Park into the same house that I live in today. This move I remember was very frightening. I remember being very stubborn and telling my parents how I was not going to like anything including the new house, the town and my neighbors. For some reason I did not want anything to change. Once I got there however my opinion changed quickly. I loved my house because the yard was much larger than my house before and it had a pool! All of my neighbors were close to my age so I had much more fun playing in the neighborhood and I made new friends very quickly when Kindergarten started. Thinking back I can't believe I did not want to move here. I am very happy that my family decided to move here because the past 11 years have been so much fun and I would never ask for something different.
When I was in 3rd grade, my family moved from Elmwood Park to Midland Park. Even the move was only 20 minutes away, it was still big move for me. The area we moved out of was quite a bit different from the area I moved into. First of all, in Midland Park all my neighbors spoke English and I did not have to worry about my bike being stolen. It was very easy to adjust to living in Midland Park because although I lived in a different town, I went to the same school.
Moving from Highland School to High School, at the time, wasn't something i was looking forward to. Making the jump, i thought that i was going to be beaten and controlled by the older kids in the school. Moving to the High School was really the only move that i have made in my life besides Godwin to Highland School. On the first day in the high school, I ended up realizing that it was not going to be that bad sharing the school with much older kids than I was at the time. They ended up being some good times.
I've never moved to a new town. Being a resident of Midland Park for 17 years has made me unaccustomed to change. So when I graduated from 6th grade to 7th grade moving from a familiar school, to an unfamiliar one, was intimidating. My older sister assured me that it was no big deal. She showed me where my locker was and how to use my lock. So when school came around I was no longer nervous because I knew I'd see my sisters in the halls and they would help me if I needed it. After a few days, being at the High School was no big deal. Just like she said.
My dad had moved into Midland Park when I was 9 years old. Although my mom was still living in Mahwah at the time, I became quite familiar with the Midland Park area. Two years later, when I was entering 6th grade, I was enrolled into the Midland Park school system. I remember the first day of school at Highland elementary. I was overwhelmed with meeting all the new kids. I was so nervous that I would not make friends or have any clue where anything was around the school. My parents ended up watching me the entire morning until the school bell rang and we were called into our classes. After the initial walk through the school, meeting new friends became easy. I noticed kids were coming to talk to me and making an effort to be my friend. School became easier and the shift between Mahwah and Midland Park was better than I expected it to be.
I have moved 3 times in my life. Starting in Mahwah, moving to Ridgewood, then to another house in Ridgewood with my mother, and then the greatest move of all; to Midland Park! I remember first coming to the house in the summer and it had the happiest feel to it. It was near the field and the sun was shining. Its crazy how the weather can affect a mood and a memory like that, and turn a possible tough time, into a happy one! That was the last time I felt like I had a significant move/change in my life, but look at college coming around the corner!
Throughout my life, I have moved a couple times. My first move was from Tappan, NY to Mahwah, NJ. I did not even attend school at this time. I started school in Mahwah, NJ and moved midway in the 4th grade to Midland Park, NJ. This move was very challenging and difficult for me as a whole. Moving to a new town meant I had to make new friends, and adjust differently to the school system. In Mahwah, I took a bus everyday to get to school. In Midland Park, there were no buses. This move definitely effected me. I had a daily routine I followed in Mahwah and suddenly that daily routine came to an abrupt stop and I was forced to adjust to a new one. Overall, the move was very gradual and it went great for me!
I was five years old when I moved to Midland Park. Being in school for one year already, pre-school, I had made my friends. Making that huge step of meeting new people and leaving my parents during the day was already frightening. Now I had to do that all over again. On top of that, I had to leave the only pace that I could call home, to go to another. I was worried that I would not have any friends, but soon I would find out that that was not a problem. One day, when I was riding my bike in my backyard, I met my neighbor. She was only a year older, and soon became my best friend. This reassured me that my first day of kindergarten was going to be okay. Now, looking back, I am glad that I moved!
It was my freshman year and I can remember it better than any other year of high school. I had a lot of things going on during this time and within the middle of that year I was forced to move. This move was not a good move for me, but a terrible one, I wish I never had to go through. In the middle of my freshman year my parents were separated and I was force to leave the house I lived in. This had a significant impact on my life till this day. Moving was one of the hardest things for me because I lost a lot of things overall. I lost my family, my dog, my things, my room, living in a house, my backyard, and so many things that people take granted for that they have today. There are so many things in life we have that we take granted for and do not realize how much they mean to us until we lose them.This experience has truly impacted me and allowed me to look at life in a different perspective. I have learned to be thankful for everything I have because one day it may be gone, and once it is gone I may never get it back. I look back now wishing in a way that I was more thankful for what I had and that I appreciated it more. I now sit in my tiny room which I now share with my sister, wishing I was a little more thankful for that huge bedroom i use to have to myself. Everything in my life I am now thankful for, and I will not take granted for the things I have because someday I may no longer have them again. Yet even though I may not have all the things I use to have I am still more grateful because I know there are people in the world who literally have nothing. Moving was not easy, but from the whole experience it significantly was a turning point in changing my life.
I was nearly ten years old when I moved out of the old Lozier House. I remember how jealous I was of my friends who lived in normal houses. I was excited to be moving into a house where three kids didn’t need to share a small room, where strangers wouldn’t walk into your house thinking it was a store, where there was a real backyard – not a mill or a place where you needed to watch out for cars that might hit you. I was going to have real neighbors for the first time and live on a quiet street where I wouldn’t hear rushing cars honking or crashing and landing on my front lawn. Yet years later I can find the charms of living in that house despite the things I was missing out on. My “backyard” had a large fishing pond and a roaring waterfall. It had small shops I could spend time in when I was bored. The small house also helped to shape my close family. Moving changed my meaning of “home sweet home” and the way I appreciate things in my life. Find the good qualities in a tough situation before you miss them.
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