Legendary Indian philosopher Mahatma Gandhi once said “strength does not come from physical capacity but from indomitable will”. This quote really helped me as I struggled severely when entering the United States from Japan. I immigrated to the United States at 15 with my family; my dad had got offered a better paying factory job. At first I was really upset to leave my friends and family who were in Japan, but my dad promised me that the United States would present us with the adventures of a lifetime. To excite me even further, he mentioned that we would be residing in Hollywood which was one of the most widely recognized cities of the world. But I was most excited at the fact that I would be able to receive a high school education at a prestigious
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I started this reputable high school thinking that these three years would be the best years of my life but oh how wrong I was.I would say the first day of high school was the worst. As soon as I entered school, students looked at me as if I was the scum of the …show more content…
In fact, one of the students, Anna Johnson, once told me that my parents were stealing of the jobs from the American people making it harder for them to be well lived. I was humiliated at how could she think so low of my parents. She didn't know them; she didn't know how they worked longer hours to provide my brothers and I with the best possible life. Unlike her whose parents enjoyed the privileged of working normal working hours with which they can live the American dream, my parents had to work two full time jobs to make money. My dad came home every night defeated from his low paying factory job; his boss gave him the most dangerous job out of all the other workers. I would often have to help him ice his hands since they were always bruised, my brothers and I also had blankets and pillows ready since he was often very tired when he came home from his job. My mom on the other hand, would work at a Chinese Restaurant from dusk to dawn bringing home leftovers for us to eat. It’s a common cliché that you do the job you love and follow your dreams. That was not the case for my parents. Happiness to them in not doing the job they enjoy, but getting any job that will provide a better future for
I started this reputable high school thinking that these three years would be the best years of my life but oh how wrong I was.I would say the first day of high school was the worst. As soon as I entered school, students looked at me as if I was the scum of the …show more content…
In fact, one of the students, Anna Johnson, once told me that my parents were stealing of the jobs from the American people making it harder for them to be well lived. I was humiliated at how could she think so low of my parents. She didn't know them; she didn't know how they worked longer hours to provide my brothers and I with the best possible life. Unlike her whose parents enjoyed the privileged of working normal working hours with which they can live the American dream, my parents had to work two full time jobs to make money. My dad came home every night defeated from his low paying factory job; his boss gave him the most dangerous job out of all the other workers. I would often have to help him ice his hands since they were always bruised, my brothers and I also had blankets and pillows ready since he was often very tired when he came home from his job. My mom on the other hand, would work at a Chinese Restaurant from dusk to dawn bringing home leftovers for us to eat. It’s a common cliché that you do the job you love and follow your dreams. That was not the case for my parents. Happiness to them in not doing the job they enjoy, but getting any job that will provide a better future for