For miles different parts of the sky are lit by the glow of flares. These flares come from the flare pits in which excess gas is burned from fracking stations spread across the area. Eastern Montana and Western North Dakota, the Bakken, is where you can watch these flares burn. This is an area of one of the biggest oil booms in the United States. Seeking the high paying jobs and the possibility of getting ahead after being hit by the recession people from all over the country come to work. My father, Robert, is one of those people. During the fall he took a job in Williston, North Dakota. Within a month he moved our family out there. This is no place for families though. Men outnumber women, and going places without a man can be a scary thing.
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We had the decision to go east and attend a big school in Williston, or go west and attend a small school in Bainville. Since we came from a small school we chose to stay in a small school. Bainville was a thirty-minute drive from our house, but we had to ride the bus so it took an hour ride. This was always my favorite time of the day, the Bakken was crazy but nothing could compare to listening to music and watching the most beautiful sunrise every morning. The sunrise wasn’t the only amazing thing every morning though, every morning was like a time traveling experience. We were the first pick-up of the morning for the bus at 8:00am, we spent an hour on the bus and still got to the school at 8:00am. Since Bainville was in Montana the school had a different time zone then us because we lived in North …show more content…
Especially when there is a max of ten people per graduating class. Most of the people in this school grew up together, and some were not very welcoming to newcomers. In the beginning it was a struggle to make friends, everyone was already so close with each other that they didn’t let others in. When you come from a family that is there for the oil boom they expect that you won’t stay long. I was lucky enough to make friends with most of the class below me, which only consisted of around seven people. Sam, Beau, Aj, and Nick became some of my best friends. They always kept me smiling, even on the days when I missed home the
We had the decision to go east and attend a big school in Williston, or go west and attend a small school in Bainville. Since we came from a small school we chose to stay in a small school. Bainville was a thirty-minute drive from our house, but we had to ride the bus so it took an hour ride. This was always my favorite time of the day, the Bakken was crazy but nothing could compare to listening to music and watching the most beautiful sunrise every morning. The sunrise wasn’t the only amazing thing every morning though, every morning was like a time traveling experience. We were the first pick-up of the morning for the bus at 8:00am, we spent an hour on the bus and still got to the school at 8:00am. Since Bainville was in Montana the school had a different time zone then us because we lived in North …show more content…
Especially when there is a max of ten people per graduating class. Most of the people in this school grew up together, and some were not very welcoming to newcomers. In the beginning it was a struggle to make friends, everyone was already so close with each other that they didn’t let others in. When you come from a family that is there for the oil boom they expect that you won’t stay long. I was lucky enough to make friends with most of the class below me, which only consisted of around seven people. Sam, Beau, Aj, and Nick became some of my best friends. They always kept me smiling, even on the days when I missed home the