For most of my life lived in Wisconsin. I graduated from Mahone middle school and had mostly A's and B's from my class. Most of my classes were not honors and it never appeared to me that I would go far in life. So when I enter Glen and Fike High school, everything changed dramatically in my academic.
With their help I left John Edgar Howard elementary school with a strong head on my shoulders, and the devotion to strive for more. I had to move to a different elementary school because John Edgar Howard Elementary ended up being closed, because of the rough neighborhood. I then, attended Bradbury Heights; a school that I didn’t know existed. I was never exposed to many different neighborhoods, or opportunities. I managed to graduate and proceed to middle school where I continued my athletic career of basketball, and outstanding academic profile.
Less than a year later, in November of 1970, they made the long trek back to Germany for 3 years before returning back to the United States for good. For 15 years, my grandparents and mother moved from base to base until my Opa retired and settled down in El Paso,
Roosevelt High School located in Johnstown, Colorado a small town. Here we are very prideful of our "old school"; literally we have an old school that is over populated. Well it’s the details that paint the perfect picture, I 've throughout my four-years have enjoyed every moment! It 's shaped the man I am today, when I started my first day freshmen year I didn 't know what to expect. I went with the flow of RHS, which to me was doing what my buddies did.
I was lost. Friends were not at my disposal. Time was in abundance. Thoughts was all i had. Freshman through Christmas break of my sophomore year I attended Berks Catholic High School, but before that I graduated from a feeder school named Scared Heart School.
Finally, I moved in high school from New York to Macon, Georgia. I attended many schools in my childhood. Some of
Moving to Iowa Falls I moved to Iowa Falls, Iowa when I was in sixth grade. This had a big impact on my life. I was really nervous and scared. I didn’t want to move at all. I was really angry.
When 6th grade came, I transferred into a Baltimore City Public School since I really wasn’t getting the education I needed at the private school. It was still rough not fitting it. I thought that becoming like the other kids would make me happy, but I was learning new things everyday and I realized in high school that being the outcast is better than being like everyone else. The journey I dealt with in high school was very emotionally tough and life changing.
When I was 14 I had to move to San Clemente, California. I had already recently moved temporarily to Texas while a house was made ready for us on the military base. “The house is ready!” my mother had said excitedly, after being on the phone for a few minutes. “It’s time to go back?”
We played soccer, football, and sometimes basketball. When I passed to 6th grade all my friends went to Tejeda while I went to Bush. This wasn’t so bad for me because I saw a chance to make new friends, and I have, although I still miss my other friends I feel like I have more friends here. Recess; recess was the best part of the whole school year.
In my high school years, I jumped around between 3 different high schools in the area. I wasn’t most behaved teenager on the block. I eventually landed at Galt High School my sophomore year. There I was an avid wrestler, not very good, but enjoyed the team environment, the hard work ethic it imparted in myself and the tough love from my head coach Mr. Tosta. On September 11th, 2001, as we all know, terrorist attacked the world trade center.
I am from the cold winters of Indiana and the humid summers of Georgia, both filled with agriculture and famous cities, but different as can be. I was born and raised in Brazil, Indiana where I developed my love for marching band and color guard, as well as the crisp weather that came along with it. I would spend many Saturdays at my family’s farm, digging up rocks or riding in the combine with my father. I believed that I was to spend my high school career in the Hoosier state and become great at what I loved as I found it marching with the high school color guard my 8th grade year. My father then accepted a promotion for his work located in Statesboro, Georgia and my,
Being a military brat means there is never stability in you home because you could move across the country any time, or your parent could come home one day and say they are deploying soon. As a military kid you really don’t know what is going to happen tomorrow, yes I have been lucky, I was born in Hawaii, and have lived in a number of states including: Texas, Oklahoma, California, and Wisconsin. I was lucky because when I was alive none of my parents were deployed but even then sometimes it felt like they were because they would work super late and then early and I would get to see them maybe once every couple of days. It’s not just that though, as a military kid you never have the same friends for more than a couple years, yes you stay in touch with them after you move but a lot of the times when you say goodbye
Hawaii, Georgia, North Carolina, Louisiana, and Japan which had taken part in changing his life. His coming of age happened while in the Army and it caused him to become the person he is today. The Army wasn’t a positive experience for my father and he would not consider doing it again. However, he is grateful he joined for through this experience he gained a lot of knowledge he otherwise
I grew up in Sacramento, California, where I attended an underperforming high school. I still remember my summer between my freshman and sophomore year, unsure of where I would be attending school, as my school was going to be shut down due to the performance. Luckily, our school was reopened as a charter school. While I had a great experience in high school, I did not feel prepared for college. I attended University of California, Davis, and I struggled as a student.
