My First Experience When I Came To America

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Foreign culture can be hard to get used to especially for people who come from different countries. It is hard adjusting to a new environment mainly for an outsider. I have had so many of my first experience in the past but I think the one that really is the most important one is when I first came to U.S.

It was in 2009 when I first came to the land of opportunities USA. My dad always wanted to come to U.S. He thought that there is a money tree in the U.S. He had always seen that whoever came to U.S got rich, but you can never be sure until you experience it yourself. So, he had applied for U.S visa way back when he was young. Then, when he got married to my mom and had me, he applied for a visa for me and my mom as well. We finally got the
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He thought that America was not for him that's why we returned back to my country. My mom was pretty strong. She decided that everyone goes there and settle so are we. Instead of going to a big state, we moved to St Louis, MO. When I first got to Missouri it seemed so difficult, lonely and different for me. It was like day by day I was going in depression. It was hard for my parents as well but they got around it. For me, it felt impossible and I was shy also so it was getting hard for me to make new friends. The teaching style was so different. I had always that teaching that teacher come to class but in U.S, students had to run to their next class. The education was less burden than my country. Everything was so different in the United States. Since I was the only child, I felt alone at this place. My parents would go to work and come back late at night. I had to cook food myself. There was no one to help me. In America, we have to do everything by yourself. There were no servants available. It was totally a strange land for me. The craving for Pakistani food was so high here. There were some Pakistani foods here in the U.S but it didn’t have the same taste in food as my country food. It was still better than nothing. Later on, my taste in food started changing as well. Now it feels like home here in the U.S. Sometimes, I feel like I miss my country and the weddings there but the truth is that I might visit my country for few weeks and that’s it.

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