My Life of a Military Child

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My Life of a Military Child

by: Maverick Giron | .
Kadena High School | .
published: April 26, 2013

Ever since I’ve moved to Okinawa, my life has definitely been different. My life all the way until the point I’ve moved has been filled with American, Filipino and Mexican culture because I used to live in California. Coming off the plane was like being in a whole new different world. I saw signs that I couldn’t read, people I’d never seen before, and food I never thought could be made.

My father is a civilian, and when I found out he was going to Japan, first I thought that was cool, but when he came back and said “we’re moving!!” then my whole world was shut down. I was in 8th grade, and I thought I had it all laid out for me. I had all the friends in the world, a wonderful girlfriend and I was going to be quarterback for the freshman team at my new high school. Life was good, so imagining leaving all that was a complete nightmare for me, and I didn’t know how to handle everything, especially since I was so young. I knew I wasn’t an average 8th grader; I was more passionate about things than others, I was more committed than others, and I was more understanding and outgoing.

When I finally made the move, I wasn’t used to anything but I quickly fit in because as soon as I got here, I tried out for the Kadena High School football team and I became the starting quarterback & safety for JV the first week I was on island, then proceeded onto varsity later on. As soon as school started, I already had friends who loved being around me and my name was being gossiped around like wildfire. I wasn’t so used to the idea of PCSing, though. When one of my good friends said that he was PCSing back to the states, I was like “What…? What does that mean?” and he explained it to me. Soon after he left, I found out there was a season where this happened, and I got the hang of it: people come & go. I honestly think that’s one of the main perks of being a military child. People always come & go, and you can’t do anything about it. You learn to live without getting too attached to people, and starting fresh. It’s like getting a new slate every couple of years.

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