April
is the Month of the Military Child. This awareness month was established to
underscore the important role children play in the Armed Forces
community. This is an essay written by one of our military students which
was shared at our breakfast for military students.
OhayĆgozaimasu watashiwa serena des! That means
good morning my name is Serena in Japanese. My dad is in the United States
Marine Corps making me a Military Brat, and I’m proud to say that. Sadly my dad
wasn’t able to make it today because he is in California, but that’s just one
of the sacrifices Military kids have to make, our parents can’t always be there
for school events like these.
One of the hardest questions I get asked is
“Where am I from?” I don’t have an exact answer to that because I’m not really
from anywhere. Do they mean where I was born, where my parents are from, or
where I lived the longest? My home is really no where, but I have friends
everywhere. I was born in 29 Palms, California, moved to Oklahoma City,
Oklahoma, then moved to Okinawa, Japan, and am here now. I lived in California
for three years, Oklahoma for three, Okinawa for six, and have been here
for a year and a half. While living in Japan I was able to visit Tokyo, the
Tokashiki islands, and climb Mt. Fuji. On the way back from Mainland Japan I
even flew on a military cargo plane.
One of the best parts about our military life is
moving and getting the opportunity to make friends around the world, but with
saying hello to new friends comes saying goodbye. When you say goodbye to your
friends it makes it hard to stay connected with them especially when it comes
to different time zones. Since I move around a lot it makes it hard to relate
to people who have grown up in one place their whole life. Most kids stay
friends with the same people and live near their families their whole life.
When it comes to military families we meet many new people and hardly see our
family.
Living overseas I got to experience some pretty
interesting places and cultures. In Okinawa, I experienced Japanese culture by
learning to speak some of the language, eating their amazing food,
participating in Japanese ceremonies, and making Japanese crafts like origami.
Of all the places I’ve lived, SC is the first
place where we haven’t lived on a military base. I’m used to walking to the PX
and shoppette with my friends and just hang out there. Instead of hanging out
at malls and shopping centers my friends and I would just walk to the shoppette
whenever and hang out while we slurp our slushies and F’reals. Living on base
there’s not much to do for parties so there were so many bowling parties. The
grocery store also is and forever will be the known as commissary.
On my journey as a Military Brat I have laughed
and cried, seen the world, and have met so many amazing people. I didn’t choose
this life, but I have no regrets. I am a proud Military Brat.
by Serena M.
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