Moving Out of the Country
A SIGNIFICANT EVENT
“Moving Out Of Country
Australia to me always sounded like a really fun place, with lots of beaches and a beautiful tropical island atmosphere to go on vacation too. I really enjoyed being able to experience living in Australia, although the decision was not a simple one, nor easy for any reason. I was a young man 16 years old, and at the time my family, older sister Haley, little b brother Greg, and my baby sister Morgan, along with my parents Marsha and Gary, were living in Tualatin, Oregon. My father’s job with Coca-Cola made us feel like he was in the army because it demanded that we relocate every few years. This was nothing new to the family. In fact, we grew quite used to it. However, this move would be different than any of the previous moves from years prior. This move was not to a new city or to a new state. This move was to a new country, furthermore, another continent. Although I was not scared of moving to Australia, I was extremely nervous of how my new life would be. The feeling it gave me was similar to the feeling you’d get when asking that special girl out to eat? Butterflies in my stomach and not sure of what will come next. I was about to become a foreigner in someone else’s native land. I suppose that is why my father approached me with a choice; I could stay in the USA and attend a boarding school or I could move to Australia with the rest of the family. Although I was apprehensive about starting over again so far away, I chose my family. So within a few weeks I was on a plane flying to Melbourne, Australia. I was filled with fears of what might be, and anticipation of what was to come. After settling into my new home, new school, and making new friends, I quickly learned how great this new country was. People in Australia were so accepting and nonjudgmental compared to the US, especially in Saint Louis. It always amazed me how often people invited me into their lives, and wanted to learn about me. People
“Moving Out Of Country
Australia to me always sounded like a really fun place, with lots of beaches and a beautiful tropical island atmosphere to go on vacation too. I really enjoyed being able to experience living in Australia, although the decision was not a simple one, nor easy for any reason. I was a young man 16 years old, and at the time my family, older sister Haley, little b brother Greg, and my baby sister Morgan, along with my parents Marsha and Gary, were living in Tualatin, Oregon. My father’s job with Coca-Cola made us feel like he was in the army because it demanded that we relocate every few years. This was nothing new to the family. In fact, we grew quite used to it. However, this move would be different than any of the previous moves from years prior. This move was not to a new city or to a new state. This move was to a new country, furthermore, another continent. Although I was not scared of moving to Australia, I was extremely nervous of how my new life would be. The feeling it gave me was similar to the feeling you’d get when asking that special girl out to eat? Butterflies in my stomach and not sure of what will come next. I was about to become a foreigner in someone else’s native land. I suppose that is why my father approached me with a choice; I could stay in the USA and attend a boarding school or I could move to Australia with the rest of the family. Although I was apprehensive about starting over again so far away, I chose my family. So within a few weeks I was on a plane flying to Melbourne, Australia. I was filled with fears of what might be, and anticipation of what was to come. After settling into my new home, new school, and making new friends, I quickly learned how great this new country was. People in Australia were so accepting and nonjudgmental compared to the US, especially in Saint Louis. It always amazed me how often people invited me into their lives, and wanted to learn about me. People