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I was never interested in tractors until I went to Louisiana last summer. Going to Louisiana was one of the best things that has ever happened to me during my life. Going to Louisiana was so awesome being able to watch and drive enormous diesel tractors and watch my uncle cut rice with a combine(which is a machine that is used to cut rice on a farm. It helped me learn about rice and the machines that farmers use to cut rice. I got to see where the rice is stored after it is cut, my uncle dries out the rice to get all the moisture out before they sell it and take the rice out of the rice bins.
I am a pioneer! My pioneer story isn’t your average Latter Day Saint pioneer story, as far as historical LDS stories go! I was raised by goodly parents, I was born and raised in Spokane Washington. I am the youngest of three children born to Jim and Shannon Newell. My brother James is the oldest and four years older than myself.
Kings Island Memoir… “Are you ready for this?” I asked. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” he replied. “Let’s do this!”
When I first came to Dubuque I had passed through the area and been around it a bit before because I have family that lives near here, but other than that it was a whole new area to me. Coming on visits here to the college I got to explore a little bit other than just the campus and even got to see the downtown area for a while but it was not until I moved in on August 24th when I really got to dive into this area and all my new surroundings. A favorite hobby of mine is running and I am
I was born in New Orleans, but raised in Brooklyn. For several reasons my parents decided to leave NOLA shorty after my birth. From then on, I was raised in New York state; more specifically Brooklyn. It wasn't until the age of sixteen that I finally returned to my home city. My parents had just divorced and for that reason, my mother no longer wished to stay in New York.
This is about the time I went to KenneyWood and rode the phantoms revenge, when we started we went up and up. When we went down, I didn’t say anything I just let the wind hit me. We went up and down, and then we stopped. I had long hair, so when I got off my hair was sticking up. So I pushed my hair back down, and went on to ride the black widow.
The day was finally here, I was ready. I had all my bags packed ready to go on a new journey of riding a bus for 27 hours to Washington D.C for a Citizenship Washington Focus trip though 4-H. I said goodbye to my mom at the Grainery and hopped into the large van with many other strangers who I will soon realize will become my “family” for the next ten days. As we drove on the interstate we had to stop at Brookings to pick up another passenger before completing the short trip in a van to Sioux Falls. Once we arrived at Sioux Falls we had the chance to eat at Deny’s.
Since I have moved to Toronto, if I have made any accidental eye contact with strangers it would make me really uncomfortable. I understand staring is impolite but with a simple greet, “Hello or good morning” or even a smile, from where I come from is courteous or friendly. Needless to say, Toronto is the complete opposite. On a day-to-day basis, my daily commute involves a 5-minute walk to the coffee shop then I would take the bus to the subway station, on my way to school.
When you're eighteen, it's hard for anyone to tell you what to do. After all you're an adult and you definitely think you've experienced it all. I’m a graduate of Kalamazoo Central High School was not much different in my thinking - wanting to chase my dreams and have a college life beyond the boundaries of Kalamazoo. As an 18 year old, I was ready to leave my hometown, I thought I had seen everything Kalamazoo had to offer, and I was ready for new beginnings.
I'm exploring various areas for retirement, which presently includes Raleigh/Durham, and possibly Asheville, for visits up to six months of the year. Hopefully, I will be lucky to meet acquaintances who are similar in age who are willing to connect without the need for a rushed relationship. I would like to settle down but I am realistic and will admit that I am careful. I am hopeful for a mature commitment in the future. An important aspect is flexibility as my lifestyle involves travel, which is unavoidable.
A great number of my peers talk about leaving Nebraska. They say it is boring and they want to see the world. I also want to explore and see the world, but on the other hand Nebraska will always be my home. Nebraska is the perfect amount of small town and big city, it’s the best of both worlds. In addition, the people in Nebraska are friendlier than in big cities like New York.
It was a week before my dad told my brother and I than we were going to go fishing with one of his friends. I was like ok it’s just going to be another day of fishing were we only catch about to fish every day. So we went on our day and finally told us something that I thought we would never hear “ Boys we’re going to Nebraska.” “ Why are we going there.” I said “ Because one of my friends invited me to go fishing with him, and he wanted me to bring you guys along.”
I have been to both Mexico and Canada. When I was younger I went to Mexico for a week with my family. More recently in 2012, I spent a week in Toronto Canada for a TEDX conference. It was the first time I had left the country without my family.
Tt the age of 7, I moved from Korea to China as a missionary kid. With God’s grace and guidance, I came to the United States to pursue my higher education at Biola University. Thankfully, God gave me three special “gifts” – multicultural skills, a passionate heart, and a positive attitude. First of all, God has taught me how to “guard the good deposit that was entrusted to me” (2 Timothy 1:14).
“Travelling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” – Ibn Battuta. My passion is learning about life through travelling and exploring new things. It excites me when I visit new places, learn about different cultures, and see other people live a life that is different from mine. I just love to travel because it makes me realize that the world is so beautiful and there is so much to admire and treasure.
