Descriptive Experience In My Life

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As I departed my plane into the airport, the bitter aching cold surrounded my body. I could feel the cold winter breeze for the very first time in my life. My breath appeared as a thin and visible layer of smoke right in front of me. I was already prepared though; I put on a winter coat on the plane beforehand. However, it was around the end January, the middle of American winter, and it still felt like I was in a sea of chill even with all the layers of clothing around me. I am used to hot, tropical weather all year long. The Philippines, the place where I grew up, was beyond an ocean, thousands of miles away. I remember the day I moved like it was yesterday. It was difficult to understand why I was moving away to a completely far and foreign …show more content…
There was always something happening here and it always felt like a tight knit community. Throughout the neighborhoods, any kid could hang out without worry; all of the houses were so close together and everyone knew each other. On the hand, that didn’t mean it was some utopia, but it was somewhat friendly at least. The streets were incredibly narrow and the people selflessly parked their vehicles on side of the road. At the same time, garbage was littered everywhere. Our river turned into a green and brownish tint because of all the trash. Everything just looked dirty. Crime and poverty also ran rampant in the town. Lots of my friends and family members told stories about muggings and violence they experienced. It’s a scary thought and luckily nothing ever happened to me. A lot of people I knew there weren’t very well off, including my family. Jobs were scarce and the majority of them paid very little; it got to the point where both my parents traveled abroad, without me, for work. While my parents were gone, my grandparents took care of me. They taught me how to ride the bike, play basketball, and lots of other things. I formed a strong bond with them and the majority of my childhood memories were with them instead of my …show more content…
When I got out of the airport, a shudder of chills was sent down my spine. I looked up and the sky was already darkening, even though it wasn’t the evening yet. I really felt like I was in some exotic, alien world. While on the trip back to my new home, I noticed the sheer amount of organization. There were traffic lights, stop signs, information, and words scattered everywhere. Cars on the highway moved in unison, following some sort of law. When we reached the suburbs, all the houses and streets were in a grid pattern. The streets here were a lot wider and the neighborhoods felt clean and quiet. All of the structures were like pieces of art, even the houses had a special touch added to them. This town I was in was very nice looking. One thing I missed though was the people in Pateros; so many people always walked around and I knew a lot of them. In the town of Union, New Jersey, I barely saw a soul outside. However, I really admire the American atmosphere already with its first impressions to

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