Personal Narrative: Immigrating To America

After my long and tiresome journey to my long awaited paradise of America, I anticipated following the gold rush and providing for my family back in China. I hoped to find a better life in America. I ending up at the distant land of Angel Island or so I have been told of various other immigrants. As I arrived I was excited to advance from this point and adventure into the land called America, but I was told that I would not be allowed to enter. Due to the Chinese exclusion laws I am told that I cannot enter America. I am detained to stay here until I am approved to sail to America. Talking to other immigrants I have heard that these detaining periods can from a couple of days all the way to a couple of years. We are forced to live in barracks, …show more content…
Immigrating to America has increased into an even harder problem. A fire near Angel Island, in San Francisco, burned all of the birth and citizen records. Now the immigrant officials are stricter at letting us in America. We are often interrogated at length to prove are reasons for immigrating into America. When we are in are barracks, we are locked inside because the officials believe that we would escape. We were only let out for meals. Long interrogations, and to play in a small supervised grounds. We were not allowed any of the comforts of our day-to-day life, so we each had to create our own forms of entertainment. Some just waited day to day with the fear of being deported wading in their heads. Other immigrants and myself turned to writing our feelings. We wrote poems on the walls of our bedrooms. These poems were often about are fears, hopes, and stories of are experiences in confinement. Many other races of people were not as brutally kept in the detention area, as the Chinese people are. This place of opportunity and future soon turned into a land of confinement and seclusion. I hope to one day receive the opportunity to venture into America to complete my American