One cold and dreary day in January, I got home from an uneventful day at school. I never would have guessed what was about to happen or thought that this would ever happen to me. I was just a quiet freshman in high school. My father sat down with my family and told us that we were about to move to Texas. I was both shocked and a little excited to move because I’ve always wanted to go south. I hate the winter weather so I thought Texas would be perfect for me. If I were 5 years old again I would have had to pinch myself because I have finally got a chance to become a cowboy. But I did not want to move until after I graduated high school. My dad said that we should finish the school year to save some stress on us, so we decided to leave over
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The reason for our delay was because we still had to move the cattle my father was feeding to another location, and we still needed to settle on a house in Texas. The cattle had to go to the neighboring county where our friend would finish them out for export.
Our family was debating where to live in Texas. We first thought of Hartly because that is where my dad’s friend was at. So there was a house there that we were looking at, and then my mother looked in Dalhart because it was about the size of the town we previously lived. Other towns we were looking at were Stratford and Canadian because of their football programs. My mom decided on Stratford because it was a good school and it was closer to the farm than Canadian.
That summer was hectic with all that was going on. We didn’t get moved out till the last week of July and wasn’t able to start on our journey till August. It was my birthday when we left. There has never been anything more heartbreaking than saying goodbye to your childhood friends and family on a day when we should have been celebrating. Never have I ever been so depressed in my life, going to a far off land with no family or
The reason for our delay was because we still had to move the cattle my father was feeding to another location, and we still needed to settle on a house in Texas. The cattle had to go to the neighboring county where our friend would finish them out for export.
Our family was debating where to live in Texas. We first thought of Hartly because that is where my dad’s friend was at. So there was a house there that we were looking at, and then my mother looked in Dalhart because it was about the size of the town we previously lived. Other towns we were looking at were Stratford and Canadian because of their football programs. My mom decided on Stratford because it was a good school and it was closer to the farm than Canadian.
That summer was hectic with all that was going on. We didn’t get moved out till the last week of July and wasn’t able to start on our journey till August. It was my birthday when we left. There has never been anything more heartbreaking than saying goodbye to your childhood friends and family on a day when we should have been celebrating. Never have I ever been so depressed in my life, going to a far off land with no family or