Living Outside of the City Experience (Karla Reyes)

 I was very little when this first happened. 

I've moved around a couple of times. 

It's due to the fact when you haven't found your place called: home, it happens. 

That's how it seemed to God and me so I'm sticking to it. Meaning I know for sure that's how God 

saw it because He always had me moving around. 

This isn't a story to pity over.

This is my story and I'll continue my story for the greater good. 

But I think I'm coming to the end of 'just the beginning' of my journey so I'm over here sharing

My experiences so it can be of emotional support to someone else, simply by you reading my blog. 

When it comes down to feeling a sense of belonging and community? Small paragraphs do it,

blogging in and of itself does it. 

I was very young-minded. 

I like how Paul says when he was a child, he was a child. But when he became a man, he put away 

childish ways. I guess that's where I'm at today. 

When I was 16 is when I learned about blogging and it was just a thought process I had in my head 

since we all were surrounded by literature geniuses in history and school so I decided to find my 

path. What's best for me. I put my talent away to focus on my talent training and shaping in school

grounds. The same applied to being outside of the city. 

Fun-fact: there's more than one borough in NYC. 

But there's broken stories in each building. 

Each building has a story to state, 

an area of admiration. 

A romantic tale, non-folk-lore approach. 

You name it. 

But I played with ponies toy sets, prayed big prayers, ate my supper, spoke to people who loved me for 

me and life went on.

Film television was on one day and: Las Ninas de Tus Ojos came on by Daniel Calveti

& I looked at the screen marveled. I was amazed that God saw me that way. I fell in love with God that

when I went to a church service I felt so much love in my small heart and I couldn't stop being amazed

that a character like God loved me a lot. It's way better than a tooth fairy movie or commercial type of 

love? What? Amazing.

Circumstances in life never made me question if He loved me, I would just challenge God in showing 

me the ways that He loved me and He did a mighty good job in showing me that He still does and did 

before. 

After school program, seeing youths I probably will never see again. 

Teachers that I don't remember but one particular teacher I remembered

because they would teach us the right way of doing things. 

I liked them a lot because they would allow us leisure time. 

Classmates who would be nice and ensure I was okay or that we were all okay 

inside classroom settings, training drills for hours, maybe a drool here or there.

Lunch food, gym time, you name it. I've lived it. 

What Hispanics call: 'pastelitos,' was my fave thing. It still is one of my favorite things in the entire

earth. 

I will always cherish the amount of time people would put in to check in on me but life goes on and 

so I must go on. 

In conclusion, 

Suburban and non-suburban? 

Same thing to me, different scenarios.