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Mi Vida en Espa ña          After a few years living in Israel my father was re-assigned to work in Madrid, Spain. Don't get me wrong I love travelling specially because we were going to live in Europe for the next couple of years, but I have grown and experienced so much in Israel that it was hard to let go. I knew my dad did not have choice. The next thing I knew we were on our way to a new chapter in our lives.          Surprisingly, our first few months living in Spain weren't as hard as the first months we had in Israel. Spain was more liberated compared to Israel and it is more open to the gospel which was somethings new to me because I had to grow up hiding that I was a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-days Saints. The language barrier was one of the new obstacles that faced my family. On the other hand, I had a little background of Spanish when I went to my French school in Israel so I did not have such a hard time adjusting to the language. I lo
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Living in The Holy Land       I wast 6 years old when my father was assigned to work in Israel and let me tell you those wore the best years of my life. My experience did not start in a very spontaneous way, I actually experienced a lot of hardship before I was officially enjoying my life in Israel. I experienced many things as a child growing up in a foreign land. I did not know the language, the people, and the fact that there was a place called Israel. Moving to a foreign country actually scared me at first.      I still remembered the first day of class and how terrified I was. Being the only Filipino or even Asian in the class made me feel out of place and just discouraged to even go to class. One time I made a story that I was being bullied by one of my classmates so that the school would call my mom and I would be sent home. My home and my parents were my safe haven at the time, whenever I feel that I am away from them just gave me anxiety. As the years went by, I
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