My Hometown Tsorona Research Paper

Being raised in a small town Tsorona, Eritrea was totally incomparable than living in Houston, Texas. Tsorona was a very rural place. The houses were made of clay. There was not any roads cars can go through, in fact people rarely see cars. It was not urbanized as my new home Houston. Houston was full of tall buildings that can touch the sky. The roads were full of highways, traffic lights, and many cars! There were a lot of apartments as well as magnificent houses. However, apartments and beautiful houses did not exist in Tsorona. The moment I arrived to the United States of America, every day was a new adventure. I discovered new cultures. People spoke English, and the music they listened to was something I never heard in my entire life. Besides the music, the food that was served or eaten here was completely different than my country. Back in Tsorona, the food we ate was called injera, it is flat and looks like pancake and is made of a mineral …show more content…
One thing I was amazed about was the computer. Something I never heard of or thought of having until I got into Houston. The moment I got a desktop computer, I had to learn how to turn it on and off as well as plugging in the sockets. After, I learned how to use the basic things about a computer, I was introduced into Facebook. Facebook was the first website I learned to get into. It was hard to use it for a couple of days however, by using it more often, I got used to it. The first thing I did was look for friends, then add as much as I could. Usually, when I looked for friends, I specifically looked for those who were born in Tsorona and lived in Texas. After that, I started adding my classmates, random people I met and family members. By doing all of this, my reason was to communicate with them so they can teach me something new about my new home Houston,