Have you ever wondered as a little kid as what an ideal world would look like in America? I always thought that the world would be a perfect utopia, flying cars, no crime and food that you can put in the microwave and it instantly cooks. Growing up and getting older, I soon realized that most adults including me don’t look for this in an ideal world. I have come to realize that in my lifetime none of these things I dreamt of as a kid will happen. There are countless flaws in America that is hindering the perfect world.…
My Dad’s Grandfather served in World War I, fighting overseas in Europe. His Uncle who served in the Navy in World War II had a very risky job as a rear gunner on a bombardier aircraft. My grandfather claimed, “It was the most dangerous job in the war with a life expectancy of two-weeks.” His other uncle would speak of the horrors in which he served in the infantry over in Europe. My Grandfather served in the Army and was sent to Japan after the Hiroshima bombing for reconstruction purposes.…
They say the goal in life is to live the “American Dream” and I would say I am living it head first. It all started when the time in my life came to pick an Univeristy to attend, and boy am I ecstatic with my decision to attend West Virginia University. WVU opened so many doors for me; however, if it was not for my family, I would not be where I am today. I was very content with going to my local University and living at home because that was comfortable to me, but my family encourged me to find a new start.…
Why I Would Be Honored To Lay Wreaths At Arlington On a day to day basis most of us in the US take for granted freedom and the price soldiers paid for our freedom. The thought of freedom has become normal. We forget the luxury of freedom and not how it used to be and the price that was paid. The thousands of people were not forced to fight, they were given a choice.…
When I knew that I was gonna come to the United States for the very first time, I had a mishmash of emotions. Excitement was of course present, since I've fancied myself living the American dream. You know, the kind of life you see on TV. So, whenever I come back fresh from the States, wind blows like there's no tomorrow. All I say is how great life is in America.…
Visions are only unique as the individual themselves who make up this country. America is not the same as it was ten years ago. Who would have thought that we would have cell phones that were similar to a small computer in our pocket, a car that could talk back to us, or that we would have an African American president? Our visions for America could change everyday. My vision for America is very unique for my age group.…
My grandmother was much younger than her siblings and was never in the service. Although the war was a difficult time, the public life outside of it was also a grueling place. People experiencing this era had many hardships they had to endure.…
The America I Believe in America, “Home of the Brave and Land of the Free.” Have you ever realized how lucky you are to have the freedoms that you have been given? Some people in other countries don’t have that freedom like we do. In America, we have the right to believe in any religion we want; people in other countries could only dream of having this right. We also have the right to have an education.…
My American Dream For centuries, people from different countries have started to migrate to the United States for a better life. This mission of being successful is known for being an American Dream. The American Dream is basically someone who is trying their hardest to become successful in life. Those who come to the United States tend to work the hardest so they can support themselves, their family, and to be happy. For example, someone who worked very hard to support their family and be successful was Notorious B.I.G.…
The America I believe in. What America do I believe in? I believe that America is going through a rough patch in our society. I believe that we all don’t see eye to eye. I believe that as Americans we need to build up our community again as one.…
America I Believe In Do you believe in America? Well I do, because I am an American citizen. I am an American citizen and I am glad to be one, because I feel safe inside our country. Also, because of all the people who serve in our country’s army, and who protect America. People should recognize the young and old ones that are serving in Iraq.…
There is an America that i believe in. I believe in an America that can change to a better nation than it already is. But, some people like it the way it is. However, there are far more people who don't like the condition it's in. We can see this in the “Black Lives Matter” protest and a few others.…
Being a first generation American, the eldest of four children, and the first to attend college in my family; There is a lot of pressure on me to succeed and to pave a road where my siblings can follow in my footsteps. Both my parents were in Cambodia when the communist were in power, my dad ran away as a refugee and eventually through the American embassy, got to come to America. He came here speaking no english and with absolutely nothing in his pockets. He told me that a man had to give him ten dollars to buy shoes at the airport because he was boarding the plane without any shoes. Growing up, my parents knew what it was like to be hungry, scared for their life, and to not having anything.…
My personal American Dream is to be genially happy and successful in life. I truly believe that anyone can achieve their own American Dream if they work hard. You can come from rich, poor, loving, rude, or live in white picket-fenced houses with green grass or barbed wire with dirt houses, you can still do whatever you want in this life. Everyone can make their own choices in life, and if achieving their American Dream is what they want, they can do that. Your parents do not determine your future.…
I woke up everyday to the greetings of my grandparents, ate my breakfast, and made my way to school. I was born in Ethiopia where I lived with my grandparents. My parents lived with me until they had to opportunity to live in America. I loved life in Ethiopia, the sun was always out and people were nice. However, this reality of mine changed when I was just about to turn seven.…