New Mexico Narrative

Moving from Albuquerque, New Mexico was the first impactful event of my life. When I was seven years old and almost a half, my parents told me that my family of six was going to pack up everything, leave our home, our livelihood, and move to Idaho. At this time, I was young, but I knew I was going to miss Albuquerque. Already, I knew I was going to miss the plump dappled quails who walked quickly with their wee babies toddling behind in a straight line and the skinny, all leg, roadrunners who would sprint across the roads. As well as those birds, I was going to miss my little Crocodile Smile green room. This was special to me because I had chosen the paint color, I had watched my mom paint my room, and I had to leave it. Abandoning my home …show more content…
My father likes to call middle school the “armpit of his education.” Middle school can be like a roller coaster because it has ups and downs, uncomfortable situations, and things that make you want to throw up. The first day of seventh grade was scary but boring. But, by the second day I loved middle school. I loved the variety of people, my electives and Flex. I made new friends, acquaintances, and enemies. I loved my sarcastically funny teachers and the ancient school. My first few weeks were enjoyable. Then I started to changes in people. The language people used suprised me, kids had no remorse at all for swearing. Throughout the year, I learned so many new swear words, it is disgusting. Other changes were more subtle cliques slowly started forming, attitudes got worse, and friends started slipping away. Carter, one friend in particular, started to be distant, he would not acknowledge his old friends in the halls, sat at a different table, changed his haircut into what I call the “skunk haircut”, and perhaps most surprising started to swear, tentatively at first, then later with little or no thought. He became a stranger to me. I could not see him as the person he once was. Other problems of school included fights and drama. Some of the drama was dating drama, kids started dating at what I think is a ridiculously young age. Most people get married at double maybe triple the age these kids were dating at. It …show more content…
And, all of them were going about it in the wrong way. These teenagers experimented with swearing, gossip, showing off, flirting, and other strange things, like make-up. My third hour language class was what almost completely broke my shield against the bad things. Most of the kids in there chose to swear like there was tomorrow. They had little or no effort in school. I almost cried because I could see good kids under all their scars. I felt bad for them. I wish they understood that they were throwing away life. Then a glorious day came, Student Led Conferences after that day, life was almost nice again. Almost. Now I had to work hard to fix my shield. What really helped me, and by what I mean whom, was my father. He told me about a word his family had made up, orts. Orts meant “go away and take your opinions with you” or “that’s nice that you think that, I don’t care”. This word helped me remember that what other people think doesn’t need to bother