Triggered by the ethnic cleansing policy in Bhutan, my parents fled the country. I was born and raised in a Bhutanese refugee camp in Nepal. I still remember the nights in the refugee camp when we slept without eating anything because there was simply nothing to eat. Our family, like most others in the refugee camp, relied on aids provided by different humanitarian agencies. We also relied on the kindness of local people who would sometimes give us clothes. The clothes may have been used, but to us, it was more than we could have hoped for. As a kid growing up in a refugee camp, I was told that I had no control over anything in my life. Although I lacked the basic needs of survival, I did survived. My family helped …show more content…
My parents brought in some income to sustain us, but life was still a struggle. When I was very young, I heard stories from my mother about the horrible things that people were experiencing in Bhutan (and of course, even the refugee camp had its fair share of problems). Until I started high school, I didn’t understand that the way things work could change. Then I began to notice that other people who were living in the refugee camp became social workers and were helping to combat many issues that plagued our youth. One way I worked to change things was by joining a few anti-drug programs that educated others about the negative effects of these substances.
I myself had been tempted on a few occasions, but my family had taught me that these things would not help me to escape the pain and suffering that surrounded us every day, and would instead only add to it. So as part of the program, I encouraged others my age and younger to become involved in art or drama to get a sense of comfort. I wanted to prevent them from straying down a path that could only hurt them. By helping them I am able to avoid my mistake and also their …show more content…
While it should have made us ecstatic, it was still very frightening. I am new to the US and I don’t know what to do. I am not able to know what is the rule and regulation that I have to follow. The biggest challenge is that I can barely speak English which make I am the dumbest. In June 2012, we settled in the small town of Winooski, Vermont. I was challenged with language and cultural barriers. I often thought I should give up. But my mother told me, “Parisham garnele matra safalta prapta garna sakchha,” (which translates as “One who works hard can only achieve success in his life”) and I knew that I wanted to find my success in helping others by defeating all the challenges. In the refugee can I faced the challenges that helped my society and myself. Lack of proper education, health care, shelter, food were the challenge that I faced in the camp. So I start high school by realizing that if I have a proper education that can change my whole challenges that I can faced in