West Virginia, My Home

West Virginia, where is my home from West Virginia, spring flowers are blooming, summer nights are cool and calming, autumn leaves change in color as they go through the ground. The three things I like most about West Virginia are the beautiful season, amusement, and the fact that my family lives here. West Virginia is a casual state full of beautiful seasons and strong family values. The main reason I love West Virginia is because my family lives here.

West Virginia Morgantown: Home of Climber. West Virginia has beautiful scenery, beautiful mountains, and most importantly West Virginia University. The University of West Virginia is full of unparalleled university football, unprecedented sofa burning and university tradition. Four years ago, my journey began as a university first grader, but now as a college student, I will look back at how much time and growth I have gained during my 4 year college life.

A while ago, I returned to West Virginia from a beautiful home and family in Columbus, Ohio. My friend gave me a gentle joy: Mountain State was strictly condemned for its poor health, and West Virginia died in a nationwide self-reported welfare study for six consecutive years It was. The state has also been destroyed by the epidemic of opioid dependence, far beyond other excessive deaths. For example, in 2015, West Virginia dies from medicine every 12 hours, but in such small countries this figure is an amazing figure.

My father is a coal mine worker in West Virginia. His father is a coal mine worker in West Virginia. His father is a coal mine worker in West Virginia. My family lived several miles under the hard earth of West Virginia where I raised. For the Snyder family, work is synonymous with coal mine. We are used to believing that our destiny is unchanged. Let's pick up a bucket of supper when high school is over. The truth of this socially composed Appalachia has taken root since childhood. As a child, we saw my father walk slowly through the darkness of the coal mine. Every night they become black heroes. With this laborious process, our family can escape the humiliation that we can not survive due to food stamps. Our ability to avoid government aid has created our illusions of eliminating poverty. We are always satisfied with a high position in this wrong hierarchy, but our position has not actually improved.