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Growing up I had always dreamed of living in a big city. I used to think to myself “Man, what would it be like to live in a place like New York or Los Angeles. “ In my mind I thought that if you didn’t live in either of those two cities, then you must’ve been doing something wrong. Yes, that also means I was giving my own family the “side eye.” It wasn’t until recently that I realized how fortunate I am to have been born and raised in Detroit for most of my childhood. Although Detroit has faced some of its toughest times recently, I can assure you that there is still no place like home.
My name is Dwjuan Fraizer and I’m a student at Macomb Community College. I am currently majoring in journalism and plan to transfer to Wayne State University next winter to complete my undergraduate degree. For leisure, I love to read, listen to music, and watch sports. My dream job is to become a sports columnist for the Detroit Free Press.
When I heard about the opportunity to write for DCL, I immediately jumped on it because it allows me to contribute something positive to my hometown through something I love to do, write. To be completely honest, this particular article didn’t require much thought because, well, it shouldn’t. In my past experiences when writing about something that I was passionate about, I noticed that the words just stopped coming to my head and began to just appear on the screen almost supernaturally.
I have however, been blessed with a dose of serendipity which I must credit for helping me write this.
For the longest time my mom had been talking about moving to Atlanta. Talking turned into preparing. Preparing turned into leaving July 2nd. She’s asked and asked, and continues to ask if I want to move down with her but leaving to me, just doesn’t feel right. I’d be lying if I told you that the idea of starting over in a new state wasn’t intriguing. Or that I wouldn’t want to experience the great weather they have year-round. I just love my city too much to abandon it.
Detroit is such an inspiring place to me for several reasons. I admire the work that people are putting in to help the city bounce back from tough economic times. The city has a rich history in music and sports, and historic sites and scenery that makes it particularly unique. An underrated aspect of the city is the amount of activities that go on in Detroit. There is always something to do (free concerts, festivals, museums etc.). If you look, it’s guaranteed that you’ll find something.
I moved just outside of Detroit when I was 13 years old, but I’ve never really left it. Most of my family still lives in different parts of the city, and I am there quite frequently. I’ve done a lot of community service work for communities in Detroit through the Boys and Girls club and other volunteer programs. I am extremely devoted and willing to do the work to help my city regain its prominence.
When I woke up today, I looked at my phone and the date read June 26, 2015, and I realized that the day to move is slowly approaching. On one end of the spectrum, it’s kind of peculiar, but mostly sad, knowing that I’m packing my things to not go to the same house as my mom. On the other end, I’m thrilled to move back to the city that is partly responsible for making me who I am today. Last week I called my grandma, who’s lived in Detroit her whole life, to ask if I could move in with her.
Luckily, she said yes.