My not change a thing about my old town

My name is Minahil Khan, and I was born in September, 1999, in California. Our family, made up of my father, mother, brother, and sister, moved to New York when I was two years old. In New York my brother was born in 2001. A year later, we then again moved to Kentucky where in 2008 my little sister was born. During this time moving was not a significant part of my life because I was very young and had not established a sense of place yet, however all of this changed when we settled down in Kentucky.I had been living in Kentucky since I was four years old. Therefore, I had grown up in the same environment and same people all my life because in high school there were only about one hundred students in the whole school. The town I lived in was a very small, social, tight knit community that cherished the relationships that were made and was also extremely welcoming. I would see the same faces everyday for the next eleven years. I lived in a town so small that even if I were to go to a grocery store thirty miles away I would see at least an average of ten people from my town there, and everyone in my town knew each other very well. However there are cons to living in a town so small; rumors and things about others personal lives would spread very fast, the town would probably find out before you yourself did. But all-in-all I would not change a thing about my old town because you form very strong bonds with others that will most likely last a lifetime.It was the middle of my sophomore year when my dad broke the bad news. I remember it as clear as day. I had just come home from school and my parents had told me that they had some news to tell me and my siblings. I did not think much of it because they have used this phrase to tell us things such as that we may go on a family trip or that they have something for us. However, this time it was not something that simple. After we had all sat and ate lunch together my dad explained to us that a business partner has a travel agency in California and needed a co-owner for it, so he asked my dad if he would like to take the offer. At first I did not take in all this information, but once I did I felt as the the world had stopped. I felt as though my whole world was crumbling and that it was the end.  After spending such a long time in such a close knit community you develop roots in that area and finally gain a sense of belonging and acceptance, especially because the town I lived in was so small and tightly knit. Also, because it was my sophomore year of high school I already had my group of friends set, and also where I wanted to attend college planned. Moving to a whole other state all the way on the other side of the country threw all my plans out the window. Moving to another state would mean that I would have to start fresh with everything and that is not as easy as it sounds.My dad had said that we would moving right after I ended my sophomore year. As the time to move approached I became more and more anxious because even though I had been to California many times I had never once imagined living there. Eventually the day to move had finally arrived and I was scared out of my mind. The flight to California was approximately five hours but it felt as though I had been on there for a lifetime. Once we arrived in the golden state I was taken aback by how different it is from my miniscule town. Everything was so fast paced and rushed compared to the laid back personality of Eddyville,Kentucky.The weather was perfect and the beaches were beautiful. At that moment I saw how sheltered I was in Kentucky and how diverse California really was. I knew it would take me quite some time to adjust, but I eventually would. However, I was very worried about school since I did not know anyone here.As the months passed, the time for school to start came and I was very nervous. When I arrived at school I was flabbergasted to see how large the campus was. My old school had a total of three hallways which had about 20 teachers, whereas this campus had more than one hundred classrooms and everything was outdoors. Once I had received my schedule I had to look for classrooms which ended in me walking into the wrong classrooms. However, once I did find the right classrooms I made a lot of new friends that helped make my transition to a new environment easier. They also advised me to join my high school’s ASB because they were surprised with how social I was and that I did not shy away as most would do.I took their advice and joined ASB and it was probably one of the best decisions I made because I made some very close friends there and also it helped me set roots here because I got back the feeling of belonging in the environment surrounding me. Even now, I have some of the same friends going here at UCR and we all take the time out to see each other everyday, reminisce on our high school days, and try to take new memories here at UCR.In conclusion, never judge something before you actually are able to experience it because I thought I would hate California because it was a new environment for me, but you have to get out of your comfort zone and make the most of your situation. You never know, the worst things in life may give you the best outcome.”When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”