Alaska is the largest and the least populated of the fifty United States. Full of mountain ranges and majestic wildlife, it has always captivated people’s attention. However with large distances between largely populated areas and the cold temperatures with long winters most people shy away from living there. But for me Alaska is my one true home; where I have family and friends, and where I want to one day settle down to spend the rest of my life. My one true home has always been Alaska, the place that I feel most like myself. I was born in Anchorage, Alaska on November 23rd, 1990 in Providence Hospital. I probably spent about five years living on the island of Dutch Harbor and probably spent about another three years living in the city
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All over the hill in my backyard were blueberry bushes and fox holes. Every year when the blueberries were in season my mom would take me to pick the berries off the bushes and we would make blueberry pies. And since we were close to one of the main harbors for crab fishing we could go down to the boats when they docked and we would get first pick of the Alaskan King Crabs they caught. After we got them home my mom would smash them over this rock we had on the side of the duplex we lived in and detach all the legs from the torso. Then she would boil a huge pot of crab legs, crack them open when they were done, and gather all the meat in a huge metal bowl for us to eat. My friends and I would get to do almost whatever we wanted because there wasn’t a lot of danger there. The main thing I remember my mother and I being both worried about was the bald eagles that lived around there. Not only …show more content…
My sister Tabitha and her son Kayden moved back roughly nine months ago to live with our dad, she wanted to start over and have a stable home. My dad has lived in Alaska since before I was born; he hitchhiked from Kansas with a buddy of his all the way to Alaska to start over also. He has worked as a cable technician for well over twenty years and has created a good life for himself. During the summers I would visit my dad and I made a couple friends that were across the street from where I was staying. We hit it off great right from the start spending almost every day together. Every year I would look forward to my summer vacation so that I could go back home and see them again. Eventually my best friend’s aunt and uncle began to see me as part of their family and they’ve been my family ever since, and I’ve been their niece for years. The few childhood friends that I have had for a long time in Alaska are Caroline, Storm, Seanne, and Priscilla. Caroline and Storm are cousins and have ended up being in my life still to this day. On the other hand Seanne and Priscilla didn’t end up staying in touch as much so we’ve drifted apart but we catch up every once in a blue moon. Whether we talk everyday or once a year these people still mean the world to
All over the hill in my backyard were blueberry bushes and fox holes. Every year when the blueberries were in season my mom would take me to pick the berries off the bushes and we would make blueberry pies. And since we were close to one of the main harbors for crab fishing we could go down to the boats when they docked and we would get first pick of the Alaskan King Crabs they caught. After we got them home my mom would smash them over this rock we had on the side of the duplex we lived in and detach all the legs from the torso. Then she would boil a huge pot of crab legs, crack them open when they were done, and gather all the meat in a huge metal bowl for us to eat. My friends and I would get to do almost whatever we wanted because there wasn’t a lot of danger there. The main thing I remember my mother and I being both worried about was the bald eagles that lived around there. Not only …show more content…
My sister Tabitha and her son Kayden moved back roughly nine months ago to live with our dad, she wanted to start over and have a stable home. My dad has lived in Alaska since before I was born; he hitchhiked from Kansas with a buddy of his all the way to Alaska to start over also. He has worked as a cable technician for well over twenty years and has created a good life for himself. During the summers I would visit my dad and I made a couple friends that were across the street from where I was staying. We hit it off great right from the start spending almost every day together. Every year I would look forward to my summer vacation so that I could go back home and see them again. Eventually my best friend’s aunt and uncle began to see me as part of their family and they’ve been my family ever since, and I’ve been their niece for years. The few childhood friends that I have had for a long time in Alaska are Caroline, Storm, Seanne, and Priscilla. Caroline and Storm are cousins and have ended up being in my life still to this day. On the other hand Seanne and Priscilla didn’t end up staying in touch as much so we’ve drifted apart but we catch up every once in a blue moon. Whether we talk everyday or once a year these people still mean the world to