I came to America when I was a teenager and did not know any English. I felt strange and anxious at school and tried to fit in the new environment. The school system was totally different compared to where I came from. I did not know what to do but did not know how to get help. Every day in class, I was doing the math and only math.…
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.…
Little bit of Yankee, little bit of Ya’ll. Maybe a catchy t-shirt slogan, but not necessarily untrue. Having lived half my life in both New England and the South, I often feel like a combination of my two home experiences. This can be a little unsettling: up North, I’ve “turned Southern”, but down South, I’m definitely a Northerner. Though sometimes difficult, I’ve grown to like the alternate viewpoints I’ve gained living in different locations.…
Many people say they have been through it all without acknowledging that others have it tougher than them. Life for me now may not be as it seems, I have been through a lot of tough moments in my life, but the toughest time occurred when I was only 10 years old. I used to live in Dominican Republic with my mom and sister. I lived there for about 10 years and just when I was about to turn 11, my mom decide to move to the United States. When we came to this country I did not even know how to speak english.…
Coming to the United States has been the most changing experience of my life. But why there are many reasons, first of all, the decision to leave your home country, left your family and friends behind, expose yourself to a totally different culture, learn new rules, many questions start surrounding my head at the moment I realize that the decision was final and I was ready to leave. Boarding the plane and see your family happy but sad, was such a break heart moment, anxiety and tension started building up inside and more questions pop up, this is my new adventure, but how is it going to be, how I'm going to make new friends, how I'm going to live, how will be the weather, how I'm going to deal with the language do I going to like all these…
I came to the United States when I was a couple months old and then I went back to Mexico with my mom, because my grandma was really sick. I came back to America when I was around 3 years old. At that time, all we knew was Spanish. My family really didn't have anything and when I was 4 I really wanted to go to school.…
I remember the day I return to the United States from China at the age 6. I grew up being immersed with English in which consequently made me forgotten most of my Chinese. Before I even noticed, I had hard time communicating with my mother and grandmother. I took the first year level Chinese course at my last college in hope to better communicate with my parents, however, it was not enough. Every time we try to have a conversation, Google Translate would accompany us.…
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.…
“Do you remember coming to America grandma?” I replied, “Just like yesterday, Clarice”. It seems just like yesterday.. It was one frigid morning in Rome, Italy. November 19, 1893 to be exact.…
My parents are immigrants who went to the United States in search for a better life. At a young age they came to America with nothing in their pockets and now they have a US citizenship. My parents finish High school and unfortunately they didn’t have enough money to go to college. Being born in the United States I have always push myself to do better and be the best that I can because when you have the opportunity to have an education you take it. My parents didn’t have the money to go to school, but I still can.…
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.…
Timeline 1. 12 October 2007, moving to the United States. First day, when I moved to the United States I already knew that there will be a lot of changes I will have to face in my life. I was only 13 when I moved to the United States, It was really a big change coming to the freedom country where a lot of things are so different than India. After coming to United States I realized that my life will be way different than what I expected in India.…
I was an immature and annoying kid before I came to the U.S. I remember I would be exceedingly disrespectful to my grandma. I used to think she was very annoying and I didn’t like how she treated my mom, so I always rejected things that she wanted me to do. I really like video games, even now I still like it a lot.…
Two minutes left in the game and we are a goal away from winning the first game of the season for my sister’s soccer team. The clock is ticking and time is running out. I sprint down the field with the ball as fast as I can when suddenly BAM! Lights out.…
After a year, my parents went to Germany and worked their hearts out. My dad was noticed for his efforts and was sponsored to come into America, so my mother accompanied him. They came and it was amazing to see the revamped landscape, yet gaining citizenship wasn’t unexpectedly stressful. It took eight horrible years before they both earned a rightful citizenship. Ever since, they’ve had high-paying, successful jobs in the country of their dreams.…