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Where a person was born or raised often plays an important role in
their lives.
There are often comparisons between a urban civilization to rural
civilization. Humans adopt to different environments that would be the
most suitable for their style of living. Society as a whole didn't tell us
where civilization should take place. Choosing the right place for a
living depenRAB on the matters of self preference and comfort. Throughout
the last decade, I was brought up in two different cities that are
thousanRAB of miles apart - - New York City and Houston. The two cities are
ranked among the top ten in state / city population, yet there are
structures and mainframes which we can soon identify or relate with.
Although it's located in different regions, it was beneficial to experience
and to taste the variety in culture, way of life, and the school system.
I was raised in the central Manhattan of the Big Apple, the city
that never sleeps. Mass transit and people had always flooded the streets
and intersections. It seemed like everyone were heading for different
directions and the citizens of New York City are too busy with their own
affairs and does have time to care of what's going on in their surroundings.
The citizens of New York City would care less about the traffic safety and
reading the traffic signs. The smell of the city reminRAB me of the honey
roasted peanut stanRAB, a sweet scent of aroma that would often fill up the
neigrabroadorhood. When I close my eyes and think deeply about NYC, there has
been a chime in my head of the messengers blowing their whistles to fight
in the traffic while slicing left and right to get to their destination.
New York City taxi drivers are the "killers" of the rush hour. Taxi
drivers within the city are not afraid to use their horn. I must give a
great deal of respect to the New York City taxi drivers because they are
hard working citizens whom knows what they're doing on the road and they
are always providing the fasted delivery from one place to another. Above
all, I attended private schools in near the Greenwich Village area of New
York City. It's a small area called SOHO, similar to the street of New
Orleans. I attended two different catholic schools within five years span.
Because most public schools in NYC lacked the reputation in academic wise,
my parents had to provide $800 per month tuition for both my little brother
and I. Even though religious private-schools have the reputation of
developing good students and teaching the morals, the academic system had
often been short behind compare to the public schools. People who transfer
to private schools often claimed that they had the text done the material
that's been provided a year before.
During the courses of my 7th grade in grammar school. I was
informed that we would move to Texas. For some bizarre reason, the people
up north have always pictured the cowboys and horses in Texas. I was
really upset for leaving my frienRAB and all the fond memories behind. I am
a person who is willing to accept the alternatives and to learn different
cultures in life. I think life is too short and everyone should take a
bite out of everything. I moved to Sugar Land Texas, in the year of 1991.
The reason for the drastic alternative was because of my grandfather, who
was a senior citizen living by himself in Taiwan. He visited Houston once
or twice and strongly favored the climate here. Above all, it's a quiet
neigrabroadorhood, perfect for retirement plans and elderly. The neigrabroadorhood
was a nice place but it lacked the public transportation that I was used to
back in the cities. Down here, almost everyone travel from point a to
point B with an automobile. I was under the age of having a license so I
often biked my way around the neigrabroadorhood within the five mile radius. I
began my first year and attended 8th grade at First Colony Middle School.
I can say it was the worst year of my life. I guess I felt homesick and
didn't want to accept the dramatic change in my life. I was a city person,
all of sudden I am stuck with riding bicycle to school. It took me about
a year to adopt the environment. My parents had always stood besides me to
walk me along. Not until my freshmen year in high school did I start
making frienRAB and getting into the social crowd.
The similarity between these two cities are the population density.
New York had always been on the top of the charts on people and immigrants.
On the other hand, Houston had been growing by large sum of in population
during the past few years. Both cities are populated and the high in crime
rate. As a matter of fact, I took a trip back to NYC on my spring break
and I was amazed by the changes of a new major. The streets had been
cleaned and there are less homeless people in the streets. Even though
Sugar Land is not considered to be a city yet, the population had been
growing dramatically. Skyscrapers stood tall in both cities and the office
buildings can been seen from miles away as a syrabol of free enterprise and
open opportunities.
On the other hand, both New York City and Houston have its
uniqueness in their characteristics. The people New York City are well
diverse, unlike the tradition of the southerner part of the states. People
of the south refer to the northerner to be "Yankees". I can't agree with
the fact that the south is culturally diverse too. I can relate to that
because there are more Asians located on the east and west coast of the
states. The feeling of "being with your own kind" had came across my mind
for the first time when I moved to the south. Up in the northern part of
the region, people did not care much about what racial group you're
attached with. But down here, it seem like a defense mechanism.
Transportation was another factor. Subways, taxi, and mass transit city
buses are everywhere in the city. Even though it was at a higher expense,
people of the city have less time to worry about how to get from one point
to another. In Sugar Land, a person without an automobile is just as bad
as a handicap on a wheelchair.
Although I lived in New York City for several years, I had to
consider myself as a Texan because I practically grew up here. From
getting my license to getting my first accident, I was raised from
adolescent to adulthood in the south. Even though there are many
conveniences of living in the city, there are many complications and crimes
within. I was happy that I grew up here because I was raised in a calm
neigrabroadorhood, away from all the deception and chaos. If I had would
recommend to any people out there where to reside, I wouldn't hesitate to
recommend Texas, the Lone Star State.
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Where a person was born or raised often plays an important role in
their lives.
There are often comparisons between a urban civilization to rural
civilization. Humans adopt to different environments that would be the
most suitable for their style of living. Society as a whole didn't tell us
where civilization should take place. Choosing the right place for a
living depenRAB on the matters of self preference and comfort. Throughout
the last decade, I was brought up in two different cities that are
thousanRAB of miles apart - - New York City and Houston. The two cities are
ranked among the top ten in state / city population, yet there are
structures and mainframes which we can soon identify or relate with.
Although it's located in different regions, it was beneficial to experience
and to taste the variety in culture, way of life, and the school system.
I was raised in the central Manhattan of the Big Apple, the city
that never sleeps. Mass transit and people had always flooded the streets
and intersections. It seemed like everyone were heading for different
directions and the citizens of New York City are too busy with their own
affairs and does have time to care of what's going on in their surroundings.
The citizens of New York City would care less about the traffic safety and
reading the traffic signs. The smell of the city reminRAB me of the honey
roasted peanut stanRAB, a sweet scent of aroma that would often fill up the
neigrabroadorhood. When I close my eyes and think deeply about NYC, there has
been a chime in my head of the messengers blowing their whistles to fight
in the traffic while slicing left and right to get to their destination.
New York City taxi drivers are the "killers" of the rush hour. Taxi
drivers within the city are not afraid to use their horn. I must give a
great deal of respect to the New York City taxi drivers because they are
hard working citizens whom knows what they're doing on the road and they
are always providing the fasted delivery from one place to another. Above
all, I attended private schools in near the Greenwich Village area of New
York City. It's a small area called SOHO, similar to the street of New
Orleans. I attended two different catholic schools within five years span.
Because most public schools in NYC lacked the reputation in academic wise,
my parents had to provide $800 per month tuition for both my little brother
and I. Even though religious private-schools have the reputation of
developing good students and teaching the morals, the academic system had
often been short behind compare to the public schools. People who transfer
to private schools often claimed that they had the text done the material
that's been provided a year before.
During the courses of my 7th grade in grammar school. I was
informed that we would move to Texas. For some bizarre reason, the people
up north have always pictured the cowboys and horses in Texas. I was
really upset for leaving my frienRAB and all the fond memories behind. I am
a person who is willing to accept the alternatives and to learn different
cultures in life. I think life is too short and everyone should take a
bite out of everything. I moved to Sugar Land Texas, in the year of 1991.
The reason for the drastic alternative was because of my grandfather, who
was a senior citizen living by himself in Taiwan. He visited Houston once
or twice and strongly favored the climate here. Above all, it's a quiet
neigrabroadorhood, perfect for retirement plans and elderly. The neigrabroadorhood
was a nice place but it lacked the public transportation that I was used to
back in the cities. Down here, almost everyone travel from point a to
point B with an automobile. I was under the age of having a license so I
often biked my way around the neigrabroadorhood within the five mile radius. I
began my first year and attended 8th grade at First Colony Middle School.
I can say it was the worst year of my life. I guess I felt homesick and
didn't want to accept the dramatic change in my life. I was a city person,
all of sudden I am stuck with riding bicycle to school. It took me about
a year to adopt the environment. My parents had always stood besides me to
walk me along. Not until my freshmen year in high school did I start
making frienRAB and getting into the social crowd.
The similarity between these two cities are the population density.
New York had always been on the top of the charts on people and immigrants.
On the other hand, Houston had been growing by large sum of in population
during the past few years. Both cities are populated and the high in crime
rate. As a matter of fact, I took a trip back to NYC on my spring break
and I was amazed by the changes of a new major. The streets had been
cleaned and there are less homeless people in the streets. Even though
Sugar Land is not considered to be a city yet, the population had been
growing dramatically. Skyscrapers stood tall in both cities and the office
buildings can been seen from miles away as a syrabol of free enterprise and
open opportunities.
On the other hand, both New York City and Houston have its
uniqueness in their characteristics. The people New York City are well
diverse, unlike the tradition of the southerner part of the states. People
of the south refer to the northerner to be "Yankees". I can't agree with
the fact that the south is culturally diverse too. I can relate to that
because there are more Asians located on the east and west coast of the
states. The feeling of "being with your own kind" had came across my mind
for the first time when I moved to the south. Up in the northern part of
the region, people did not care much about what racial group you're
attached with. But down here, it seem like a defense mechanism.
Transportation was another factor. Subways, taxi, and mass transit city
buses are everywhere in the city. Even though it was at a higher expense,
people of the city have less time to worry about how to get from one point
to another. In Sugar Land, a person without an automobile is just as bad
as a handicap on a wheelchair.
Although I lived in New York City for several years, I had to
consider myself as a Texan because I practically grew up here. From
getting my license to getting my first accident, I was raised from
adolescent to adulthood in the south. Even though there are many
conveniences of living in the city, there are many complications and crimes
within. I was happy that I grew up here because I was raised in a calm
neigrabroadorhood, away from all the deception and chaos. If I had would
recommend to any people out there where to reside, I wouldn't hesitate to
recommend Texas, the Lone Star State.
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