Personal Narrative: Welcome To America

Improved Essays
“Welcome to America” the judge said. (1 Hour Earlier) In the heat of DC we all got inside of the car, I sat in the back with my brother. We then drove and arrived to park 10 before 12:00. I ran a head to the glass door and opened it and saw a white colored room where all of my father's friends were. I then hugged everyone and by the end it was time.

Today was very different from any other day because we were in court to see if my father could stay in the US. It was time for them to go in. I couldn't go in so I sat with my godmother. “Whats going to happen if we have to leave,” “Nothing because he is staying here with you.” Nada va pasar mijo. While we waited there was nothing to but think. All I thought about was what if, how, when, where.

Related Documents

  • Decent Essays

    I came to America when I was a teenager and did not know any English. I felt strange and anxious at school and tried to fit in the new environment. The school system was totally different compared to where I came from. I did not know what to do but did not know how to get help. Every day in class, I was doing the math and only math.…

    • 225 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Superior Essays

    Have you ever wondered as a little kid as what an ideal world would look like in America? I always thought that the world would be a perfect utopia, flying cars, no crime and food that you can put in the microwave and it instantly cooks. Growing up and getting older, I soon realized that most adults including me don’t look for this in an ideal world. I have come to realize that in my lifetime none of these things I dreamt of as a kid will happen. There are countless flaws in America that is hindering the perfect world.…

    • 2300 Words
    • 10 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    They say the goal in life is to live the “American Dream” and I would say I am living it head first. It all started when the time in my life came to pick an Univeristy to attend, and boy am I ecstatic with my decision to attend West Virginia University. WVU opened so many doors for me; however, if it was not for my family, I would not be where I am today. I was very content with going to my local University and living at home because that was comfortable to me, but my family encourged me to find a new start.…

    • 418 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    When I knew that I was gonna come to the United States for the very first time, I had a mishmash of emotions. Excitement was of course present, since I've fancied myself living the American dream. You know, the kind of life you see on TV. So, whenever I come back fresh from the States, wind blows like there's no tomorrow. All I say is how great life is in America.…

    • 303 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Visions are only unique as the individual themselves who make up this country. America is not the same as it was ten years ago. Who would have thought that we would have cell phones that were similar to a small computer in our pocket, a car that could talk back to us, or that we would have an African American president? Our visions for America could change everyday. My vision for America is very unique for my age group.…

    • 594 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    America's gift to my generation is freedom. Freedom is a great thing to have because others can go to school and live together or school together. I like to have freedom to be able to have protection. Against the unthinkable actions that work in this universe, I am personally scared to see what people can do. Freedom is a good thing to have for many different reasons for being safe for feeling like someone is there to protect you tho the hard times and the easier seconds.…

    • 306 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Little bit of Yankee, little bit of Ya’ll. Maybe a catchy t-shirt slogan, but not necessarily untrue. Having lived half my life in both New England and the South, I often feel like a combination of my two home experiences. This can be a little unsettling: up North, I’ve “turned Southern”, but down South, I’m definitely a Northerner. Though sometimes difficult, I’ve grown to like the alternate viewpoints I’ve gained living in different locations.…

    • 250 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    My life changed in a blink of an eye, the moment I turned in sixteen years old. My parents told me, that it was better for my future to finish high school in America. I was thrilled, but at the same time I knew coming to America meant starting over. Leaving my country, my family, my friends, and my culture was the hardest thing I had to do in my life. After living two years away from parents, I can say that the sacrifice was worth it.…

    • 124 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I looked back to my father, who could see that this was the first time I had really seen horror of this kind. My father looked at me and asked, “Can you even imagine?” I shook my head, and told him, “No.” It wasn’t immediate, but the courage and selflessness that I had saw displayed by my fellow Americans on that day changed me. I began to look at the world in a new way, but more importantly I started to understand exactly why I should have pride in the fact that I am an American.…

    • 216 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I come from a poor family. I never had brand-name shoes or video games, or even a Lisa Frank binder and stickers like my friends at school, but I always had plenty of food in the fridge at home. My family never went hungry in spite of the fact that we were raised by a single mother who made her living as a coffee shop waitress. I did not know, till I was a teenager, that my mom bought the majority of our groceries with food stamps. It never seemed odd to me that she went to the grocery store one time a month and stocked up on milk, sugar, lunchmeat, chicken legs, hamburger meat, and most importantly, coffee.…

    • 728 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Great Essays

    “Do you remember coming to America grandma?” I replied, “Just like yesterday, Clarice”. It seems just like yesterday.. It was one frigid morning in Rome, Italy. November 19, 1893 to be exact.…

    • 2054 Words
    • 9 Pages
    Great Essays
  • Improved Essays

    My American Dream For centuries, people from different countries have started to migrate to the United States for a better life. This mission of being successful is known for being an American Dream. The American Dream is basically someone who is trying their hardest to become successful in life. Those who come to the United States tend to work the hardest so they can support themselves, their family, and to be happy. For example, someone who worked very hard to support their family and be successful was Notorious B.I.G.…

    • 632 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    I was brought to America in 2007 for freedom and I don’t call freedom free. My family and I was taken somewhere we never been, America is not the way I thought it would be is not the way people was talking about it. America is a good place if u know everyone. My first time coming to America I didn’t know no one but my family. School was not like home back in Africa ,Kenya.…

    • 153 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    To be an American is to be able to choose freely. Acts of terror seem to be more and more common, according to the media. In times of terror and strife the citizens of the United States of America come together no matter what beliefs and opinions we have to defeat the opposition. Secondly, America was built on immigrants, and as such we are open to diverse races and beliefs, and Americans consider people they have just met as friends. This is what I believe is my American Identity.…

    • 398 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    My expectations before participating in this activity was for it to not be as authentic as it was. I did not realize that there was a place downtown that had such real and good food and wondered why I haven’t heard of this place before. Also, I was surprised with the poverty I saw around the area. I have always grown up in areas that have a decent amount of money and have never been to a spanish speaking country or area before. This experience really opened my eyes to the fact that there are places out there that still have authenticity and still try to resist becoming “Americanized” in society.…

    • 1485 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Improved Essays