The first thing I remember is I am finally free. When I first came to America from Korea, it was the longest flight. Knowing that I would fall in love with this new country, I would never leave.
I am nine years old in the airport, mesmerized by all of the shiny billboard and mega- televisions. I hear people speaking, but I do not understand. At that moment fear comes to the new immigrant, me. I am like a newborn baby, trying to grasp everyone’s motion and gestures. It is very overwhelming for me. It is an exhausting first day on this new planet-like place, almost a dreamlike. I know that it would be over when I opened my eyes again.
The dream isn’t over, but it comes to be the reality. The first day in a new school system is a drastic change
I am nine years old in the airport, mesmerized by all of the shiny billboard and mega- televisions. I hear people speaking, but I do not understand. At that moment fear comes to the new immigrant, me. I am like a newborn baby, trying to grasp everyone’s motion and gestures. It is very overwhelming for me. It is an exhausting first day on this new planet-like place, almost a dreamlike. I know that it would be over when I opened my eyes again.
The dream isn’t over, but it comes to be the reality. The first day in a new school system is a drastic change