My Experience Of Immigration To The United States

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I was always shy when I was younger. Ever since I was born in Ma An Shan, a small city in China, I avoided strangers. This temperament of mine did not change when I immigrated to the United States. My first day of preschool was filled with tears as it was an unfamiliar setting. Even from an early age, I had no desire to interact with the other children nor to make friends.
My fellow classmates only grew more distant with age and I eventually became an easy target for bullying. I was a foreigner who wore strange clothes, loved books and I was shy. During this time, my family was still trying to build their foundation in the United States. I would frequently be given clothes that were passed down, providing the mismatched appearance. A pair
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The program offered a chance to learn about the inner workings of the hospital and provide direct patient care. Every shift was a different experience and I interacted with people from all types of backgrounds on every shift. I met Meng, an elderly Chinese immigrant on one particular shift. Meng only spoke Mandarin and had difficulty communicating his needs with the staff in the unit. Despite my lack in proficiency in Chinese, I was able to communicate with him effectively. My conversation with him revealed he had been recently admitted to the hospital because he had collapsed in the supermarket. Meng explained it was a cardiac problem and confided in me that he had numerous other health issues, but did not want to seek medical treatment. He feared the cost of the treatment would put a tremendous burden on his family who were already struggling financially. Due to the language barrier, I could not successfully inform him about the financial programs the government offered and completed my shift disheartened. I soon realized our conversation paralleled the immigration of my family. Hospital treatment was unfathomable when we first moved to the United States. We did not believe we could afford health care. Our poverty did not permit the purchase of new clothes, much less treatment. These thoughts left me with an anxious desire to learn how to change health care and further affirmed my career in

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