Growing up in Mauritania, all I wanted and dreamed about was being able to visit America. It all began on one Saturday night around 10 o’clock PM when everyone in my family was having dinner together. In that moment the phone rang, I rushed to the phone and I heard my mother’s voice. I was listen really hard to make sure that it was her. She tried to change her voice in a way that I would not recognize her. She asked me if I knew who I was …show more content…
Morocco is a country located in the western part of Africa. It is located in the middle of the hottest place in Africa, the Sahara. When i was in Morocco, i was really lost because it was a different world since I could not understand the language that was spoken there. In Morocco, the people speak Arabic and I had no idea what they were saying. I was so lucky to meet someone who spoke the same language as me. He was able to translate what they were saying to me. He helped me get on the right plane to get to my next stopping point. As we got to New York, I was very happy because I could see the big tall buildings and the beautiful statue of liberty. When our plane landed at the airport, I could see my mom waiting on me and holding up a sign that had my name on it. Later on that day my mother and I took another flight headed to Memphis to meet with the rest of my family. When we got to Memphis in the evening, I was even happier because it was a snowing and i have never seen a flake of snow in my life. Later on that day, I started playing in the snow and had a good time with my