Personal Narrative: My First Time In America

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It was my first time in America. In 2015, I moved with my family permanently from India. Had few issues moving but managed to solve those issues without any difficulties. I had no clue how it would be; I had heard about it, read it in the newspaper and saw it in movies but never seen it with my eyes. I was pumped to know about how each and everything used to function, how different the American system is from the Indian system? It was a different feeling first time walking into houses made out of wood, then the different system of the roadways. It took me some long time to get used to the American nature. I was also pumped up for the school.
I was also scared at the same time after hearing my relatives that to start on 10th grade is going
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My cousin guided me to enroll and get my schedule and books; it was awkward for me. After I had got my books, I started looking at the study material, and it scared me too because I wasn’t able to understand it, it was top of my head. Then just three days before the school starts we had to move from Yorba Linda to Long Beach. Then I had to look for the school, and as Poly High School happened to be closer to my house I went there to take admission, and they sent me over to Cabrillo High School. I talked to Ms. Kim, and she luckily gave me Algebra 2 over there, and I was happy. They asked me to pick up my schedule on the day of the school. The first day of the school, I was very nervous, and I have to take a bus to go to school. But I had never been on the bus, and I had no clue the public transport works over here, but I managed to learn it on the first day of school. I made it to the school, and I see all these people walking to the school, outside of the school gate we were getting our schedule, and I got mine too, but now the problem was that how to find the classes? I picked up the school map in the front office and headed to toward my first period, and I found out that American High Schools are nothing like I imagined.

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