Personal Narrative: A New Home

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A New Home
Walking, away from everything you once knew and starting over is never a picnic. Leaving, Iraq and moving to America has impacted my life more than anything. I was only 4 years old at that time, the only English I spoke was “excuse me, water please.” We did not know it then, but our lives were going to change, we would become “Americanized”. Learning English was one of the massive changes that occurred, the way I dressed (culture), even the way I have power to go to school and educate myself, and to have my own view on life.
We ran away from Iraq in 1993. Living, in refugee camps and running away from country to country was the only to survive. Sitting, in dirt with black cloth on. And, the sun burning what once was my pale reflection.
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The time I spent in Iraq, I never had the chance to educate myself. The rich pay for their kids to pass, and the poor see their kids fail. That is our education system. That is why moving to the land of achievement has brought me thus far, college. I graduated high school 6 months early, I made top 20 in my class. What is more rewarding than going to school and bring your dreams to life? Seeing, how hard my parents have worked for me to go through school has been the most positive influence in my life. This, move has impacted my life more than words can describe. That, day we moved from Iraq doors had opened for me. Both, in culture and education. Women, here are allowed to speak their mind. I have become an outspoken person, which if I were still in Iraq I would not have the chance to speak. Because, men are the dominate and women belong in the …show more content…
I was, young but my life did change. Seeing, my parents strive to create a future for me and bringing to me America was a eye opener. Although, I was only a child when I came to America, I know that I came from nothing and that was not something that I wanted for my future, so when I got the chance to change that, I took that chance. Coming, here has changed the person I am. I was able to educate myself, I was able to think for myself, I was able to dress the way I wanted, and that has brought me to believe that I would not be where I am today if I stayed in Iraq. I am forever grateful, that I am able to speak English, that I have been able to empower myself by educating myself, being able to dress the way I am. This is my new

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