Amazing Kids! Magazine

Changing Direction

By Laney Riportella, age 14, Ohio


It was the day I had been dreading ever since I had been told the shocking news. It was the day where I vigorously packed up everything I had, knew, and loved, and threw it out the window. At least, that’s what I had thought. It was moving day.

I was born in Virginia Beach and lived there until I was 8, but then moved to Cincinnati, Ohio.

One day, I had been told by my parents that I was moving away. When they told me this, I was overwhelmed and upset. Though, I had decided to avoid the truth of the matter that I was moving away, due to the negative emotions it would obviously cause. I also knew that Cincinnati is where my grandma has lived her whole life, so knowing that helped ease the abrupt news a little because I was excited to get to see her more often. While I had already been fairly upset about the whole situation, being young, this information wasn’t thought of as a reality until it started getting closer to the day I would move away. But, once it was a reality and became an actual event, I was again very dismal and distraught.

At first, I wasn’t too thrilled about moving. I didn’t like the idea of moving to a completely different school, with completely different people, in a completely different state; although these thoughts didn’t scare me. While these thoughts didn’t intimidate me, I had found myself still scared of something that I wasn’t aware of yet.

I kept telling myself, there’s nothing to be afraid of, but every time I said it, it felt like I was lying to myself. I knew I wasn’t fearing something in particular, but there was a negative presence inside me that I knew was there, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Soon, I would realize that the thing that had scared me all along, was the idea of change.

After the long, timely car ride to a new start of my life, we began to settle into my new house.

The moving truck with all of our past piled up in the back of it had arrived a few days after us.

Those last few days of summer break were spent helping out to get us fully moved in. My brother, sister, and I were exploring around the house and the yard as we got to know our surroundings and begin to adapt to our new home. More and more as I was living in my Newhouse and neighborhood, I began to think about what school would be like. I hoped every day that my year at my new school would be a good one. I again thought to myself, there’s absolutely nothing to be afraid of. Day after day I repeated those words to myself to try to hide from the living fear inside me, the fear that I didn’t even know yet what it was. I wasn’t yet aware that that mystery of an emotion would blow up in my face eventually, and I’d eventually find out what I was fearing the entire time. All I knew was that I was starting to get used to my new life in a new place, but I still had a little bit of nerves.

At the time, I had believed the moving experience to be overwhelming. There was so many emotions that came with moving. I was agitated, anxious, somewhat excited, and everything in between. As the start of second grade was impending, I had abandoned all of my feelings besides my fear. My worries about the following school year and starting a new chapter of my life altogether, grew and grew as the summer faded away. It was one of the last days of the summer before when I was informed that my first soccer practice with my new school would start the next day.

When I found out about my first soccer practice, my jubilant expression immediately turned into worry. This would be the first time I would meet my new classmates. Meeting new people meant that my life was officially changing. And, I would soon realize that’s that is what I was really afraid of. It was in that moment when I had found that the biggest obstacle that came with moving away was my fear of change.

As the day developed, it became a sunny and warm evening. I was heading down early to my first practice to meet my coach and teammates. The sun beating down on me didn’t help my nerves but I ignored the fact and wasn’t focused on that. I again began to assure myself that I needed to not worry about anything and focus on meeting my new teammates. You’re great at meeting new people. Don’t be nervous, and just be confident I said to myself. As I slowly walked over the uneven field to my team and coach, my heart started beating faster and faster. Through this nerve wracking moment, I managed to arrive to my team and introduce myself. My mom and I had introduced ourselves to my coach and then later my new coach had introduced me to the rest of the team. That practice, I had played the best soccer I’d ever played in my life.

Though, that wasn’t the important part. I made many new friends that day that still are my friends today. I felt so much relief and all my worries about my moving experience had left.

The first day of school was much easier knowing some of my classmates previously from my soccer team. As the year went on, I had made even more friends and gotten to know my classmates. The rest of my first year in Ohio had gone great.

Reflecting on this experience, I now understand that that experience had taught me a lesson that I still and live by currently. I had realized after a great school year at my new school that all the fear of change was for nothing.

Back home, I had never really thought of living a different life. It never really crossed my mind that one day things can just turn in a completely different direction. At this turning point in my life, I thought that moving away meant that the easy and content life you were living before will suddenly leave you. But, after I made all my new friends at my soccer practice and continued to make friends and start fitting in at my new school, I learned that change isn’t always a negative thing. This experience taught me to learn how to adapt and cope with new things in my life. This experience has also caused me to open up my mind and have a positive, open mindset through things I pursue. I now know that the matter of change in my life from my moving experience made a large impact on me and was very beneficial in the long run.