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Adolescence - Leaving home (5 stories selected)
Stories Listed by Date (page 1 of 1)Giving It Two Weeks (story 1 of 5)Ever since I entered junior high school I anticipated the day I’d finally go to college. For me, college was the great unknown, the wild frontier, THE journey to the center of the universe that all of my education from elementary to high school would prepare me to take. And since I was the oldest kid in my family, I’d venture into this exciting wilderness without any sibling-based recon. Sure, my parents had both gone to college, but that was in the 1950s, so long ago it might as well have be... Homesick (story 2 of 5)I left home seven and a half months ago, June 2006. I was 15 back way then. I left my hometown and my nice, close family in Jakarta for Singapore to further my studies and have a better education. Ease (story 3 of 5)I left home last autumn to go to university. It's a year later in my life than most do and boy did I feel every minute of it there. The whole thing was just counting down the days 'til I could get out. Leaving Home (story 4 of 5)In 1952 when I was eight years of age my mother died. She left five children. The oldest was ten and the youngest was three. We sat in the living room after the funeral and listened to my two uncles, her brothers argue about who was going to take the five children. They talked as if we weren't even in the room. They argued back and forth about who was going to take these five children home with them. I remember one uncle saying no one wants to take care of five snotty nose brats, pissing yo... Tom Joins the Navy (story 5 of 5)It was early 1959 and deep into winter as I neared my 21st birthday. I was in my sixth semester at Purdue University but without purpose or much sense of direction. The military draft was on and I knew that if I simply quit school and did nothing, it would be only a short while and I would be drafted into the Army. I decided to go have a "look - see" at the Air Force recruiting office in downtown Lafayette, Indiana. The recruiter was gone to lunch. So, I walked down the street to the Navy rec...
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