Jot down a list of neighbors you have now and have had in the past. Then write a short journal entry about the different kinds of neighbors you have encountered.
In the past 15 years of my life living in my current house in the same court, only a few neighbors have moved every few years. My family and I still live next door to the family that has been there since before we moved to our house. Overall, I remember my neighbors living contently where they are now and only a few neighbors have moved away from our court to another city where they might find a better job in a better economy because of the large number layoffs. On the outer opening of our court live the non-sociable people. They do not interact with the rest of the people in the court and live their own lives in the privacy of their own homes. In contrast to these people, the people in the inner court are the outgoing, friendly, and fun families. Every summer, our court is known for our random court get-together days where we have barbecues, play racket ball, and just converse with one another from afternoon until night time.
Ever since I can remember, my family and I have moved countless of times in countries like Iran, Pakistan, and even the United States. If I were to count the apartments, I think it would definitely reach about 20 over the course of my life, not my family members. And the funny thing is, every time we moved we were quick to make friends. We remember every neighbor we ever had and continue to interact with them even today. Some close to us and some farther apart! Since my family's native languages ranges from Armenian, Farsi, Assyrian, to Turkish, they tend to find neighbors that speak the same language or closer to it. Now as soon as my family finds a family that speaks the same native language as us, we quickly become friends no matter what. We visit each other's houses, meet new people through them, and become "best buds" as my grandmother likes to say. I have met some incredible neighbors who have helped me so much in life and even today, my neighbors are the only people other than my family that I can go to when life crashes down. No matter what, I am so blessed to have them in my life. Unfortunately, a few of them can speak English so communication is sometimes a hassle for me since I don't speak these languages frequently.
Neighbors. I have never had the neighbors that act like the ones I have seen on T.V. and in the movies. I have never had the annoying neighbor that pops in way to frequently or the loud neighbors that party way to much. I have only lived in two houses my entire life.
We aren't very close to neighbors. We never exchange baked goods around the holidays, nor talk to them except for the occasional hello and goodbye. The only time that we ever knew anything about our neighbors was when they moved in or moved out. We would greet them and ask them from where they moved when they moved in,and ask them where they were going when they moved out.
The neighbors that we knew the most about was the family that lived to our left. They had a girl about two or three years younger than me , and sometimes our dads would talk while we played catch with her dog. The only reason why we even got to know them was because the mom died suddenly in her sleep , and my mom would occasionally watch the girl when the dad needed to work. Unfortunately, the dad also died suddently in his sleep.The girl moved away to live with her aunt and we haven't seen her since.
The house was empty for a couple of months and then this woman in her late 20s moved into it. The only conversation we have ever had with her was when she was talking about how she called the cops because there was a group of loitering teenagers on the end of the street. Actually, yesterday my mom talked to her and she is now moving out because she is moving in with her boyfriend, so I wonder who the next person is that will move in.
Whenever I go by my old neighborhood I get shivers down my spine. It’s hard for me to imagine that I once lived there. The apartments have been remodeled, painted, and fenced however the area around the complex has become run down and looks like a slum. The people that live there have destroyed the neighborhood. I have heard from various people that there has been increased gang activity in that complex and many shootings have taken place there. It is hard for me to believe that this happens around and in the same apartment complex where I lived when I was a young girl.
I remember on Saturday mornings I used woke up early to watch cartoons with my neighbor Jermeny. She was always anxious to come over because she hated that her mother and father fought because he had a smoking problem, she had made our home her escape and paradise. Later in the afternoon my sister and I would go down two houses to her friend Nancy’s. I enjoyed being there because she had cable t.v. and many board games. Also, it was in that very same neighborhood my family met one of our closest family friends- Karen. She was an older women who helped my family many times due to communication issue. She helped my sister and me adjust to our new schools and helped us learn English.
Though we had some amazing people in the complex we also had crazy drunks, and gang related people there (though not as many as now). One of the main reasons why my parents decided to move to our current neighborhood is because of increased violence in the old neighborhood.
I think that has been one of the many wise decisions taken by my parents. I am blessed to have moved into the house on Chesbro Avenue. The quiet little neighborhood has brought me much happiness and comfort. It has been 9 years since we have been living in this neighborhood and we still have nice, quiet neighbors, yet they all have had there moments of anger and celebrations.
A year ago a nice Indian family used to live next door to us however they have since moved and rented the house to a festive, noisy, and outgoing Mexican family. However the new neighbors are more helpful my dad and the man next door have similar hobbies like fixing cars so they were able to connect. My other neighbors is a Turkish family. There used to be two families however one has moved and rented the house out to a single man who gets drunk while watching football games and can be heard talking to himself.
Over the years I have encountered many interesting neighbors but I know overall I have never had a neighbor I have disliked. Yes there have been times however there have been none that I have hated for more than a day.
In the five years that I have lived in the United States, I moved few times. I remember the first time we moved to fresno,Our neighbor was a DJ and although we didn't talk much he would say hi every now and then. The second time we moved to San jose in 8th grade and our neighbors were very loud and annoying. They lived right across from the street, I remember the mom was very rude and defensive. Every weekend there would be yelling,arguments,screaming,cussing and throwing of stuff. I remember once when the mom got into a argument with her daughter because she caught her daughter smoking or something. And the mom threw her clothes on the front lawn and staring cussing at her, and telling her to get out. Another incident was that when someone parked in front of their house and she started cussing and called the Tow truck. However before the tow truck came,the person who had parked the car came and apolized. The driver was African American so the lady started called him the "N" word and the guy got pissed. They argued for a long time and the guy just left and flipped her off. She was a lady with high temper who never liked anyone. The next and the current neighbor is a police officer who is very friendly and very nice. I think he is the most communicative and nice neighbor we have had so far. One of the memorable things I remember about my neighbor is when his apartment caught on fire. He was in the shower and apparently he left something on the stove. And his 7 year old daughter told him that the house was on fire. I remember I was watching TV that day and I heard the fire alarm go off. And as usual we thought it was a fake one but I remember my neighbor coming in with his daughter and saying "my house is on fire". And so we ran out and called 911 and the rest is history. My experience with my neighbors had been alright,because at first I had a ok neighbor then a horrible neighbor and now a good neighbor. However I really don't think that neighbors are the same as shown in movies and stuff. But all my neighbors were interesting and left me with a unique experience. :)
I have few neighbors in my life but there have been pretty quirky ones. Yadavji, a landlord was like a jolly Santa Claus wearing shorts, who waited for your rent. "Bless YOu Bless you" every time I passed, and "Thankyou Thankyou" When he didn't understand what you'd just said. He'd ask question about my family and well-being, more so I would know what to say, than to get an answer. "study hard, beta, study hard". Occasionally his conversation woulkd last longer, when he started telling about his own education. Landlords tend to be nosy in your affairs, procrastinaters when something breaks,and always reminding you of the rent even when it is already paid. I lived next to poor families. Mothers would come to our house to ask for money 'for food' but when offered some food, they said, 'no, just give some money'. They really wanted the money to go buy some alcohol. On the other hand there were shy neighbors who kept to themselves; I certainly remember BEING a bothersome neighbor- always going to see if they were home so I could hang out and talk etc. I was a curious little kid. I wonder what they thought of that.
In the past 15 years of my life living in my current house in the same court, only a few neighbors have moved every few years. My family and I still live next door to the family that has been there since before we moved to our house. Overall, I remember my neighbors living contently where they are now and only a few neighbors have moved away from our court to another city where they might find a better job in a better economy because of the large number layoffs. On the outer opening of our court live the non-sociable people. They do not interact with the rest of the people in the court and live their own lives in the privacy of their own homes. In contrast to these people, the people in the inner court are the outgoing, friendly, and fun families. Every summer, our court is known for our random court get-together days where we have barbecues, play racket ball, and just converse with one another from afternoon until night time.
ReplyDeleteEver since I can remember, my family and I have moved countless of times in countries like Iran, Pakistan, and even the United States. If I were to count the apartments, I think it would definitely reach about 20 over the course of my life, not my family members. And the funny thing is, every time we moved we were quick to make friends. We remember every neighbor we ever had and continue to interact with them even today. Some close to us and some farther apart! Since my family's native languages ranges from Armenian, Farsi, Assyrian, to Turkish, they tend to find neighbors that speak the same language or closer to it. Now as soon as my family finds a family that speaks the same native language as us, we quickly become friends no matter what. We visit each other's houses, meet new people through them, and become "best buds" as my grandmother likes to say. I have met some incredible neighbors who have helped me so much in life and even today, my neighbors are the only people other than my family that I can go to when life crashes down. No matter what, I am so blessed to have them in my life. Unfortunately, a few of them can speak English so communication is sometimes a hassle for me since I don't speak these languages frequently.
ReplyDeleteNeighbors. I have never had the neighbors that act like the ones I have seen on T.V. and in the movies. I have never had the annoying neighbor that pops in way to frequently or the loud neighbors that party way to much. I have only lived in two houses my entire life.
ReplyDeleteWe aren't very close to neighbors. We never exchange baked goods around the holidays, nor talk to them except for the occasional hello and goodbye. The only time that we ever knew anything about our neighbors was when they moved in or moved out. We would greet them and ask them from where they moved when they moved in,and ask them where they were going when they moved out.
The neighbors that we knew the most about was the family that lived to our left. They had a girl about two or three years younger than me , and sometimes our dads would talk while we played catch with her dog. The only reason why we even got to know them was because the mom died suddenly in her sleep , and my mom would occasionally watch the girl when the dad needed to work. Unfortunately, the dad also died suddently in his sleep.The girl moved away to live with her aunt and we haven't seen her since.
The house was empty for a couple of months and then this woman in her late 20s moved into it. The only conversation we have ever had with her was when she was talking about how she called the cops because there was a group of loitering teenagers on the end of the street. Actually, yesterday my mom talked to her and she is now moving out because she is moving in with her boyfriend, so I wonder who the next person is that will move in.
I hope they're not annoying.
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ReplyDeleteWhenever I go by my old neighborhood I get shivers down my spine. It’s hard for me to imagine that I once lived there. The apartments have been remodeled, painted, and fenced however the area around the complex has become run down and looks like a slum. The people that live there have destroyed the neighborhood. I have heard from various people that there has been increased gang activity in that complex and many shootings have taken place there. It is hard for me to believe that this happens around and in the same apartment complex where I lived when I was a young girl.
ReplyDeleteI remember on Saturday mornings I used woke up early to watch cartoons with my neighbor Jermeny. She was always anxious to come over because she hated that her mother and father fought because he had a smoking problem, she had made our home her escape and paradise. Later in the afternoon my sister and I would go down two houses to her friend Nancy’s. I enjoyed being there because she had cable t.v. and many board games. Also, it was in that very same neighborhood my family met one of our closest family friends- Karen. She was an older women who helped my family many times due to communication issue. She helped my sister and me adjust to our new schools and helped us learn English.
Though we had some amazing people in the complex we also had crazy drunks, and gang related people there (though not as many as now). One of the main reasons why my parents decided to move to our current neighborhood is because of increased violence in the old neighborhood.
I think that has been one of the many wise decisions taken by my parents. I am blessed to have moved into the house on Chesbro Avenue. The quiet little neighborhood has brought me much happiness and comfort. It has been 9 years since we have been living in this neighborhood and we still have nice, quiet neighbors, yet they all have had there moments of anger and celebrations.
A year ago a nice Indian family used to live next door to us however they have since moved and rented the house to a festive, noisy, and outgoing Mexican family. However the new neighbors are more helpful my dad and the man next door have similar hobbies like fixing cars so they were able to connect. My other neighbors is a Turkish family. There used to be two families however one has moved and rented the house out to a single man who gets drunk while watching football games and can be heard talking to himself.
Over the years I have encountered many interesting neighbors but I know overall I have never had a neighbor I have disliked. Yes there have been times however there have been none that I have hated for more than a day.
In the five years that I have lived in the United States, I moved few times. I remember the first time we moved to fresno,Our neighbor was a DJ and although we didn't talk much he would say hi every now and then. The second time we moved to San jose in 8th grade and our neighbors were very loud and annoying. They lived right across from the street, I remember the mom was very rude and defensive. Every weekend there would be yelling,arguments,screaming,cussing and throwing of stuff. I remember once when the mom got into a argument with her daughter because she caught her daughter smoking or something. And the mom threw her clothes on the front lawn and staring cussing at her, and telling her to get out.
ReplyDeleteAnother incident was that when someone parked in front of their house and she started cussing and called the Tow truck. However before the tow truck came,the person who had parked the car came and apolized. The driver was African American so the lady started called him the "N" word and the guy got pissed. They argued for a long time and the guy just left and flipped her off. She was a lady with high temper who never liked anyone.
The next and the current neighbor is a police officer who is very friendly and very nice. I think he is the most communicative and nice neighbor we have had so far. One of the memorable things I remember about my neighbor is when his apartment caught on fire. He was in the shower and apparently he left something on the stove. And his 7 year old daughter told him that the house was on fire. I remember I was watching TV that day and I heard the fire alarm go off. And as usual we thought it was a fake one but I remember my neighbor coming in with his daughter and saying "my house is on fire". And so we ran out and called 911 and the rest is history.
My experience with my neighbors had been alright,because at first I had a ok neighbor then a horrible neighbor and now a good neighbor. However I really don't think that neighbors are the same as shown in movies and stuff. But all my neighbors were interesting and left me with a unique experience. :)
I have few neighbors in my life but there have been pretty quirky ones. Yadavji, a landlord was like a jolly Santa Claus wearing shorts, who waited for your rent. "Bless YOu Bless you" every time I passed, and "Thankyou Thankyou" When he didn't understand what you'd just said. He'd ask question about my family and well-being, more so I would know what to say, than to get an answer. "study hard, beta, study hard". Occasionally his conversation woulkd last longer, when he started telling about his own education.
ReplyDeleteLandlords tend to be nosy in your affairs, procrastinaters when something breaks,and always reminding you of the rent even when it is already paid. I lived next to poor families. Mothers would come to our house to ask for money 'for food' but when offered some food, they said, 'no, just give some money'. They really wanted the money to go buy some alcohol. On the other hand there were shy neighbors who kept to themselves; I certainly remember BEING a bothersome neighbor- always going to see if they were home so I could hang out and talk etc.
I was a curious little kid. I wonder what they thought of that.