Personal Narrative: How American Culture Changed My Life

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Unlike many teenagers I didn’t, have a transition period from childhood to teenage years to adulthood, like so many others here in America might have. My life went from a carefree child to being a mature and responsible adult within a matter of months, and here is how it all started. The fact or the matter is that I was born in a refugee camp in Nepal and life wasn’t easy with death and disease looming everywhere.I roamed the streets as carefree as young kid could. Life was normal as I went to school every day, my dad worked countless hours,and my mother stayed home like so many other women in the community. But then our lives would change forever. There were rumors that we would be resettled in countries like England, Netherlands, Australia and the United States, as the Nepalese government …show more content…
For example, I had to learn how to take care of my younger siblings, and to be responsible for anything like paper from the county for renewing medical and food support, to filing taxes and mortgage papers when we had finally saved enough for a home. Every day was a struggle trying to fit into a foreign culture that I knew nothing of, and which held different values than my own. For example I have struggled with the materialistic nature of American Culture, especially when many of own people from our community had no way to afford many of the things held so valuable here. Yet through all of this, I knew I couldn’t give up, and I would have to lead as an example for my little siblings and other young people in my community.As years pass by I continue to grow and every decision in the family runs through me. I realize that coming to the United States has presented me with an opportunity to set an example to others within the Bhutanese Community, of what is possible to achieve if you work hard and utilize resources available to you to build relationships and seek help when

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