When I was young we moved fairly frequently, more than most.  No, it was not disfunctional family, witness protection or military life.  It was the "corporate climb".  We actually only moved to 4 different cities in 12 years but we would change schools in each city.  Move, no room in the Catholic school-- go to the local public school, get into Catholic school and then move (my count is 7 schools K-8).  It didn't bother me a bit, I loved the change and being able to reinvent myself.  Here is a classic example.  One half of fourth grade in Kansas City- tomboy, mom busy with younger siblings, me not caring about brushing my hair, who knows?  Second half of fourth grade in Farmington Hills, different girl?  Does it look like a split personality to you?  

