Personal Narrative-Finding My Way As An American

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Finding my way as an American

It was during the Iran revolution, when my dad sent me and my brothers to America for education opportunity and to escape all the religious uprisings. The government and people in Iran were overthrowing the shah at the time and were trying to replace the dynasty with an Islamic Republic. My dad wanted me out of there as soon as possible, In order to stay safe and receive a good education. It was so sad to see my home country die out and put so many innocents that supported the shah, in danger. I could feel the pain my community was going through. People everywhere were rebelling. I occasionally saw dead harmless bodies lying around the city, and could practically smell the heavy scent of blood traveling through the air. It went from such an exquisite place, with live bazaars and fresh
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I started taking biology and chemistry because I knew I needed them to graduate. All my classes were pretty difficult, given the fact that I knew only a little bit of english and not many people were willing to help me. I was a foreign girl in a country full of people with such different culture and values. I felt awkward and looked upon as weird and funny looking, but I still strived in all my classes and seeked to find something I would be willing to do for the rest of my life.
I began making some friends from my classes and occasionally hung out with them on weekends. I finally felt as if I were fitting in. One of my old friends influenced my decision of looking into Physical Therapy. I learned that there was no need for medical school, it was less expensive, and it was a faster process than becoming a doctor or surgeon. Once I began to look into it, I realized how great it would be and applied to an interview for the program. Even though I knew nothing about physical therapy I was determined to study and give it a

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