Trash, garbage, junk, debris-all alternatively known as litter-scattered across the 268,597 square miles of Texas on our highways and landscapes. Where former First Lady Claudia Alta "Lady Bird" Johnson aspired to see bright and colorful wildflower blanketing the great Texas countryside, oftentimes we only see disturbing amounts of garbage. This is what I aim to change. Through my school's Key Club I have had the opportunity to have a positive impacts in reducing the "over 435 million pieces of visible litter" covering "our empire wide and glorious." In the thirty-eight total service hours I have dedicated to both Texas Adopt-A-Highway and school wide recycling the amount of litter that myself and the generous volunteers…
We knew we had a chance, we knew we could do it, it was a matter of when. This was one of those moments for most people that when you are in it you don’t realize how big it was until your out of it, but we weren’t most people.…
Question: William, you were born in Southern California. You studied law, and worked as a teacher, newspaper editor, and an attorney in 1831. You had a wife named Rosanna Cato and two children. That seems like a wonderful life. You were very successful man, and still only 26, which is incredibly young for a lieutenant. So why did you move to Texas if you had so much going for you in America?…
When I was 10, I moved to Boston to live with my mom, and brother and sister. At first, I had a lot of anxiety thinking about what my father had done to me. I would try to hide it from my mom, but she could tell. It was great to be back with my brother and sister. Over time I became less anxious and less angry and I started to become interested in computers ever since we got separated, things that did not exist for my sins I was way playing with my brother and my sister.…
Texas the Lone Star State, home of cowboy hats and cowboy boots, filled with traditions and Friday Night Lights. As big as Texas is, it is home to many who take living in such a distinct environment for granted. Although, this may seem like an exaggeration or even a stereotype, Texas is my home.…
Although I have lived in Ohio for the past ten years and have been molded by the experiences I have had in the small town of Mount Vernon, I can still fondly remember everything about where I was born and raised. I was born on May 29th, 1998 in the small town of Irving, Texas. Growing up in Texas gave me a concept of how big this world truly is, with the seemingly endless drives to visit family members across state or the incomprehensible size of the Dallas skyline. Visiting my aunts in Texas and living with my grandmother during the first months of my living in Ohio taught me valuable life lessons and morals that I carry with me to this day.…
One of the most memorable moments I have experienced was four years ago, when I traveled from Matamoros, Tamaulipas to San Antonio, Texas. I had the opportunity of visiting San Antonio for the first time, and more importantly, of spending time with my family who I had not seen in years prior to the trip. Spending time with my family is of great value and importance to me, so I became utterly excited to see them as soon as I had the chance.…
I moved to Colorado when I was about 4 or 5 when my Mother married this wonderful man who raised me to be the man I am today. It may sound strange but I loved the idea of growing up in two states because it gave me the wonderful oppurtunity to see the Great Rockies of Colorado and the Great Plaines of Illinois. When I was younger I moved between the states about every 2 or 3 years so half my education is in Illinois while the other half was in Colorado. Growing up in Colorado I had some incredible times like My brothers and I would spend hours in the summer digging in the back yard trying to see if we could actually get to China (never did) , while in the winters we would spend hours in the front yard building Igloos and slides when it snowed about 4ft. In Illinois the summers were equally amazing we would spend the days swimming at the local pool while we would spend the nights outside of U.S. cellular stadium, when the White Sox were good, a couple blocks down watching the fireworks go off either after a home run or at the end of the game. The winters in Illinois were brutally cold but that still didn't stop us from playing some hardcore tackle football at the High School or sledding down some insanely steep hills. These childhood memories will just keep getting fonder and fonder with time.…
The community where I live is one of the oldest communities in El Paso, Texas and that community is best known here in El Paso as La Chihuahuita. My house in La Chihuahuita neighborhood is about a hundred years old and so are most of the houses that are located in La Chihuahuita area and that makes me think that the original owners of these houses probably saw Pancho Villa and other famous people from the Mexican Revolution. This neighborhood has too much history on it which makes it a very good neighborhood to leave on. La Chihuahuita is located near the international bridge Santa Fe and it is very common to see people coming and going in and out of Mexico and United States. I live in the Chihuahuita area since 2011 and from that year my life…
Being that I have lived in Texas for 20 years I personally believe Texas is one if not the best state to live in.I do not believe Texas fits in anywhere because we are so well diverse and unique in every way due to our well diversified population.No matter your race , ethnicity ,nationality ,culture or sexual orientation you are accepted and loved with open arms and that's what I love about Texas the most.Living in Houston,Texas for twenty years I have learned and borrowed a number of thing from multiple cultures that have made me the person I am today. One thing I can say is ridiculous unusual is our weather .It can be sunny and bright all evening and the next second rain starts to pour down.It can be extremely hot one day, then cold.The…
I will be the first to admit that in all of my years of swimming at Barton Springs, I never took a good look at Philosopher’s Rock until recently. I’ve absentmindedly passed by the statue more times than I can count on my fingers and toes, not once stopping to read the inscription on the stones around it. The sculpture has always been at the entrance of the pool, a constant during visits with my family when I was younger, with hometown friends during college visits years ago, and with several of my friends and roommates in the recent summer months. I always assumed that the men portrayed by the statue were old Austin blue hairs who donated millions to Zilker Park. They were men who didn’t really hold any relevance…
On Saturday April 13, 2013 I was walking through the parking garage on the USAA campus in San Antonio, TX to start my 4 hour work shift, I began to go through the turnstile and seemingly startled awake a bat. This bat began to fly and squeal in fear. It darted at my head getting caught in my hair a couple times. I started to scream and flail my arms about trying to fend off the nocturnal flying mammal in fear. During what seemed to be forever I was able to unlock the turnstile and exit the entry way but not before rupturing two discs in my neck. This incident caused quite the turn of events in my life. I had been working for USAA for 3 years and truly loved it there. I also lived in a beautiful apartment with my mother and two children and…
My fairly short life so far has been full of diverse, sui-generis experiences. I have spent literally half my life in Electra, Texas, a small town with less than 3,000 people known for oil fields and farming while I have spent the other half in Owasso, Oklahoma, a fairly large suburb in the Tulsa metro area known for being full of character. Living in these two areas has given me the completely different aspects of life on living in a small town and a city. Electra has given me the unique experiences of a small, farm-driven town: simple life, a sense of community, and absolutely no traffic at all. Owasso has given me a completely different sense of culture, completely new social experiences, and occasionally a lot of traffic. Not only have…
I was born in Virginia, but was hardly able to experience life there as my father's job soon provided us with a better opportunity almost halfway across the country, in Arizona. Relocating to the Midwest United States presented a completely disparate lifestyle; it was almost as if we were in a separate country. As a family, we learned multiple lessons from coping with intense heat to fitting in with the citizens in the area. Life in "the desert" became routine for me, and I learned how to make friends in these early stages of my life.…
Moving to Texas changed my life in a humongous positive way, it took me a while to figure that out and admit, since I had a very negative attitude towards the idea of leaving my hometown behind. Eight years ago everything seemed like a "nightmare" but that nightmare turned out to be the best decision ever. In the beginning I went through unpleasant things, however it has helped me grow greatly as a person, this has been a remarkable…