Before I moved Otisville, NY I called the Bronx my home. In my eyes the Bronx had everything a person could ever want. There was a corner store on every block that never seems to close. The only animals you would have to worry
about were dogs and cats. In the city in general there is always some means of transportation walking, train, bus, taxi, and driving. Also there is more of a variety when you want to hang out with friends and family. Also school was much different for me in my elementary/middle school most of the kids in the school were either Black or Spanish. Even afterschool you have more of a choice in what you want to do. I used to go to the Montefiore community center and play basketball and football and hang out with friends in a safe environment until my brother came and pick me up. But all of that changed when I moved it has really shaped my personality today.
When I first moved everything in my eyes was weird. The town that I moved to had a little town square that consisted of a post office, deli, and church. The nearest grocery store was ten miles away so the only way to get there was by car. Not to mention all of the stores closed at eight the latest nine unless it was Wal-Mart. High School was very difficult because I had came from a dominantly all black and Spanish school and now I was going to a dominantly white school. Everything about the school was different even the sports we played. In my old school we only really played basketball baseball and football but when I moved I was introduced to a whole new world of sports. At first I thought badminton, tennis, racquetball, archery, Kan Jam and ultimate Frisbee were the worst sports ever because I suck at them. But when I started to get better at them I actually started to enjoy playing badminton, archery, ultimate Frisbee, and Kan Jam outside of school with my friends. Also since there wasn’t much else to do afterschool but play sports and join clubs it was easy for kid s to start falling into bad habits like drugs and alcohol.
At I resented my mom for making me move away from my home in the city but now I understand why she did it. In her own way she helped me get used to the real world in that I am not always going to work with people
I am comfortable with but I have to learn how to work with people from a different background from mine. Also if I
had stayed down in the city I wouldn’t have my own car or even a license. Moving also exposed me to new things that I would have never done if I had stayed in the city. When I lived in the Bronx I used to make fun of the people who ride the “cheese” bus to school every day. Then when I moved I became one of those people who took the cheese bus to school every day until senior year. Moreover this past summer I was able to get over my fear of heights when one day at work I went in a hot air balloon for the first time in my life. Even I resented leaving my the Bronx I think it has made me a more well rounded person in life.
