The move back to Maryland was one of the biggest challenges in my life, everything was okay in Ohio until my step dad caused problems with me and my mom. It all started when my mom tried kicking my step dad out of the house for domestic violence. She kicked him out because not only has he fought with my mom, but he and I have fought a few times. Everything seemed fine at first until he kept bringing police officers to our house claiming almost all of our household items were his and he wanted to get them back. Of course the officers eventually weren’t allowing him to keep coming back to bug us about it and told him to go to the court and take the problem to a civil court judge.
After 11 years in Louisville, Scott and I have made our move back home to Indiana to be closer to our family. We will miss all of our friends in Kentucky more than we can tell you...too many to list here, but you all know who you are. It was a difficult and emotional decision to make but we are excited to be home. I will go to work at IU Health in the morning and Scott is still remotely working for Honeywell, supporting Boeing. We have certainly been reminded that life is short and priorities change and nothing is more important than family.
Our first stop was the new house we were going to live in. This is where we encounter some bumps in the road. The house we bought was not finished building. The construction workers told my dad it would take them 3 months to finish building the house. My mom’s sister’s let us stay at their house for a few months.
Hello, thank you for taking the time to view my resume, I have recently moved to Ontario and Iam eager to discover this amazing province. I have lived in several countries including: England, Spain and Brazil; I am now a permanent resident of Canada with dual citizenship; Brazil and Spain. I can speak and write fluently in both English and Portuguese and have an intermediate level in Spanish. Due to multiple living locations I have developed my sense and respect for different cultures, religions and way of life, creating an ability to adapt to many situations; by developing scenarios where, "thinking on your feet", being innovative, compassionate, empathetic and dedicated as well as, having a thirst for knowledge and understanding are thriving
My name is Carl which is an older spelling of German Karl, meaning man. I had decided to move to the U.S. because it is known as the land of economic opportunity and because the unemployment in Germany was rising. The journey that I have taken to just get to the U.S. took me 13 days on a steamship that I was on. Before I did everything so I could get on the steamship, I thought about going on a sailing ship because it was way cheaper but I would have taken about 43 days to get to the U.S. While I was on the steamship coming from Germany, there were obstacles that were faced by everyone on board. For example, when I was on the steamship I had to overcome being seasick, being in small places that were crowded with more people, having little privacy,
“My feet are cold! ,” I mumbled for second time trying to get my mom’s attention. The smell of a bonfire filled my nose as I sniffled, trying to fight the numb that came across my face. I received no reply from her though. My eyes wandered and fixed at the glow of the fire we were all standing around.
As I stepped on the bus I felt a little nervous. This was my first ride on a city bus. I picked a seat near the front and by a window so I could see where I was going. I just kept thinking, “Don’t miss your stop. Don’t miss your stop.”
Moving into the house was difficult because from moment one my first day at the house was bad. When I went
One day I came back from school and in the front of our house was a U-Haul truck. So then I went to my parents and said “are we moving” and they said “we are going to Fresno California”. I was nervous and scared because I was comfortable in Modesto, California and in my school this is my hometown and now I 'm leaving it. So when we arrived to Fresno we stood there a couple of weeks and then the house had a lot of issues with water pipes,broken heater and there were a bunch more issues.
I was going to be starting a new life, experiencing new things, and my dad wasn 't going to be a part of it. I remember the ending of that night like it was yesterday. My mom, my sister, and I were ready to go, but my dad told us to wait as he went back into the house. He came back out with a blanket that his mother had given before she passed. My dad handed
I decided to talk about how I 've never been out of the state. I have been able to go somewhere many times and it never happens. Everyone in my family has been out of the state many times but me. Everyone always talks about how they went out of the state for vacation but I can talk about going out of the state because I haven 't ever been out of the state.
1. If I ever move out of my dillapitated condo that I currently live in I 'm going to move in to a nice Suburban house, where I have room to play with my two kids that my husband bought me. Which is all I ever wanted to do any way. If I ever move out of my dilapitated condo that I currently live in, I 'm going to move in to a nice suburban house, where I have room to play with my two kids, bought for me by my husband, which is all I ever wanted to do any way. If I ever move out of the dilapidated condo, in which I currently live, I 'm going to move in to a nice Suburban house that my husband bought me, where I have room to play with my two kids, which is all I ever wanted to do anyway.
The first eight years of my life, I spent in India where I was born. Growing up I was constantly reminded by my parents that I needed to make them proud by getting a good job and living a good lifestyle. They told me this because they did not want to see me live a hard life like they did. When I was nine years old, I moved from India to the United States of America. The reason why I moved to America was not because I was living a bad life in India, it was so that I could have a better education and more opportunities in life.
Moving to a New Place “Mom, but I don’t want to move!” I whined as I packed my bags. “Stop whining and pack your stuff”, my mom yelled from another room. Our family decided to move to Michigan, to be closer to my dad’s workplace. “What about all of my friends?”I kept whining as I violently threw my clothes in the overflowing suitcase, “What about my opinion on the move?”
Moving is always hard. It is harder if you are moving from your birthplace to a culturally different country after spending most of your teenage years. I moved from Bangladesh to New York about a year and a half ago and let me tell you, it was not easy. I had to leave the place I grew up in, my friends and relatives and start a new life here in America. Probably the only good part was that at least I was with my family throughout this hardship.
