|Chrisley, with some friends from camp, 2014|
Hi! My name is Chrisley Harper and I am nine years old. My family is Nathan (dad), Rae (mom), Jude (bro) he just turned six, and my little brother Andrew. That is my family and I love them very much. Now let me tell you a little bit about myself.
I love the color blue. Horses are my favorite animal. My favorite movie is Frozen and my favorite TV show is Little House on the Prairie. My favorite toys are Littlest Pet Shop and American Girl Dolls. I am also a Christian.
Now, I would like to tell you about the past four years of my life. When we moved to Clarkston, GA it was December 2011 and it was a BIG step.
I was so scared. I had just turned five and my first thoughts were that I would have no friends and I would no longer be five miles from family. I was leaving behind a lot of memories and special times in Mississippi. What was I to do? I was sad and a little angry with God. However, my first year in Clarkston was more than I could have expected.
I made new friends and one special friend named Mikayla. She became like a sister to me. I felt like I was at home pretty quickly. I also met a lot of refugees, like my friend Zachariah and his family. They are from the country Iraq and are very nice. There are six kids altogether, ages 3-22.
When my dad was done with the missionary training school, he then became a staff member with Global Frontier Missions. By then I had my own full schedule of homeschool, co-op, friends, and church.
During the summers of 2013 and 2014 I went to a community summer camp. I had so much fun and met so many more refugee children my age. A lot of them became my friends.
Those two years were both happy and sad. My family was asked to move to another apartment complex so my parents could teach English to refugees. Then, my baby brother, Andrew, was born and we had to move again to a bigger place. Unfortunately, my friend Mikayla moved to Virginia that year, too. When she left, I felt sad and I cried in my bed at night. She was that kind of friend. Though God has given me other friends, I miss her very much.
I have learned that having parents as missionaries means I get to meet a lot of different people from many places I will probably never go. It also means having to say good-bye a lot, too. Overall I love living in Clarkston and I am thankful God sent us here to live.