Moving
Moving Moving The first time my family and I moved I was just three years old. I was born in Boston, Massachusetts. We lived there before my dad got a new job in California. Even though I was only three when we moved, I remember a few things about Boston. My mom used to take my big sister, Sarah, and me, Joey, to the park. At the park, we fed the ducks and the pigeons. Sometimes we would go for a ride on the swan boats. Because I was so young when we left, I don't remember much more about the
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Moving
Moving
The first time my family and I moved I was just three years old.I was born in Boston, Massachusetts.We lived there before my dad got a new job in California.Even though I was only three when we moved, I remember a few things about Boston.My mom used to take my big sister, Sarah, and me, Joey, to the park.
At the park, we fed the ducks and the pigeons.Sometimes we would go for a ride on the swan boats.Because I was so young when we left, I don't remember much more about the city.I do remember the park, though. It was my favorite place.
Because of my dad's job, we have moved around a lot.I'm only twelve years old, and I've already lived in five places.Moving so much has been tough.It can be hard getting used to new places and making new friends,and it is hard to say good-bye to the friends you leave behind.There are good things about moving, too.My sister and I have learned a lot about different people and different places,and now we both have friends all over the world!
My dad works for an engineering firm with projects all over the world.So he has to go where the company needs him.Luckily, my mom is a writer for a magazine, and she is able to work from home.
Not only is she a great writer, but she is also an amazing person who is always there for us.She and my dad have been a big help to my sister and me.They know how hard it can be to adjust to a new environment.
Moving to San Francisco was really exciting for all of us.My mom and dad were both familiar with the city because they grew up nearby.My mom was born in Fresno, and my dad grew up in Oakland,which is just across the bay from San Francisco.By coincidence, they both attended college in Boston.That is where they met and got married.
After they graduated from college, my mom and dad decided to stay in Boston for a while.They both got jobs there. They thought it would be a great place to raise a family.A few years later, my sister and I were born. Boston became our first home.
Our second home was in San Francisco, on the west coast of the United States,over three-thousand miles away from Boston.Like Boston, San Francisco, is right on the ocean.Boston is a port city on the Atlantic Ocean, and San Francisco is a port city on the Pacific Ocean.The two cities have a lot of similarities, but there are also many differences between them.For one thing, it gets a lot colder in Boston!
Since I was older when we were in San Francisco, I have more memories of what it was like to live there.As I mentioned before, it doesn't get as cold in San Francisco as it does in Boston, but it does get really foggy.San Francisco is also a very hilly place.
My mom would take us on walks through the winding, steep streets of our neighborhood,and when we got to the top of a hill, we would turn around and look out at the bright blue Pacific Ocean.We also took a lot of drives along the coast on the weekends.Our parents brought us to Oakland and Fresno many times to see where they grew up and to visit our grandparents.
We lived in San Francisco for two years.I had just turned five and was supposed to start kindergarten in the fall.My sister was seven years old and had just finished the first grade.Then our parents told us the news. We were moving again.
Because I had not started school yet, the idea of moving was not so hard for me to accept.My sister became very upset, however.She cried because she loved her school and didn't want to leave her friends. My mother gave her a hug.She assured my sister that - although it would be hard at first - she would like her new school just as much.She explained that it is always hard to leave the places and people you know for something unknown.
"Is it hard for you and Dad to move from place to place?" I asked.
"Of course it is, Joey. We have a hard time leaving our friends and family behind, too.Also, we know that moving is hard on you and your sister," Mom said.
It turned out that the next place we moved to was in a different country!My dad's engineering firm was opening up a new office in London, England.We only had a few weeks to pack up all of our things and say good - bye to our friends and family.I was going to miss our walks through the hilly streets and all of the other fun things we did while we were in San Francisco.
Not only would we miss our friends and family, but my sister and I were scared about moving to a different country.Although people in England and the United States speak the same language,we were worried that we wouldn't understand the customs of another country.
I started to get really scared when I realized I would have to start school in England!What if I couldn't understand what the other kids were saying?What if they couldn't understand me?What if I have a hard time with my schoolwork?By the time we got to our new apartment in London, I was so nervous I could hardly eat.I began to understand why my sister was so upset.
On the morning of our first day of school in London, I was feeling a combination of fear and excitement.I had a tough time eating my cereal at breakfast because my stomach was tied up in knots.Luckily, my mother promised to take my sister and me to school.She wanted to make sure that we felt safe and secure.
I remember this day especially well because it was the first time we rode on the London Underground.The Underground is the system of subway trains that run beneath London.If you have ever been to a city with a subway system, then you know what I mean.
