Narrative About Moving
I loved my life in Wabasso because I had a lot of friends and our class size was small so we all knew each other personally. In Wabasso there was very little traffic so I rode my bike around the town daily. Since It was a small town we also knew the teachers personally as well. My dad had four jobs total in Wabasso before he decided to get a new job somewhere else and that somewhere else was in New Ulm. His new job was at the rock quarry being a loading operator. He worked there for nine months before he decided we should move.
“Why are we moving?” I asked him.
“Because do you want to drive a hour and forty minutes everyday for nine months.”
“But i don’t want to move!” I firmly told him.
“Well that is not up to you now is it.” Hearing those words devastated me and i would go on to cry for the rest of the day. I was told not to tell my friends at school about us moving but i couldn’t hold that for them. So at the end of the day I told the two of them that i was moving they were sad but they helped me and when I was sad they made me happy again. …show more content…
On the day before we were gonna pack up and move our stuff into our house in school everybody knew i was moving away tomorrow.
The teacher who knew this put a chair in the front of the room and made me sit in it and everybody started taking turns sharing memories and funny stuff about me. I cried twice during the whole thing and both of the times were from my best friends who helped me all the
“Why are we moving?” I asked him.
“Because do you want to drive a hour and forty minutes everyday for nine months.”
“But i don’t want to move!” I firmly told him.
“Well that is not up to you now is it.” Hearing those words devastated me and i would go on to cry for the rest of the day. I was told not to tell my friends at school about us moving but i couldn’t hold that for them. So at the end of the day I told the two of them that i was moving they were sad but they helped me and when I was sad they made me happy again. …show more content…
On the day before we were gonna pack up and move our stuff into our house in school everybody knew i was moving away tomorrow.
The teacher who knew this put a chair in the front of the room and made me sit in it and everybody started taking turns sharing memories and funny stuff about me. I cried twice during the whole thing and both of the times were from my best friends who helped me all the