Using The Writing Process To Write A Narrative Essay: My Life In Africa

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Using the Writing Process to Write a Narrative Essay Growing up I never thought I would leave my country (Cameroon), not until I was at least a high school graduate to further my education either in the U. S or Canada. Cameroon is located in central Africa and is bothered by countries such as Nigeria and Congo. Cameroon is the place I called home until the age of the age of twelve, which was when I left for the United States. Two weeks prior to our departure, my mother and I went on a trip to the capital city called Yaoundé to renew my passport. Back then I had no Idea that those were one of my last moments in my country. My mother informed me that we would spend the holidays in the U.S, I couldn’t have imagined …show more content…
When I first got here, my first thoughts were to why my parents would do something like this to me. In my case I was going to live with my uncle and his wife. Who are and were great people. But just like any other child I would have wanted to live with my parents. Which unfortunately was not going to happen, because my parents were going live in France. So I was going to have to adapt to not living with them after having them for my whole life. I was imagining the very worst in my mind I used to be angry with my parents when it came to this topic. Angry because I felt as if everything in my life was changing too fast. I went from being a happy girl in Cameroon who had a regular life living with her parents and was surrounded with a familiar environment. To being the girl who had to start over in a whole new different country and more importantly having to introduce myself to an unfamiliar culture. Growing up I always saw people doing this kind of drastic change, but It never occurred to me how hard it …show more content…
They asked questions such as “how did you get here exactly”, because they couldn’t believe that I took a plane just like a regular person. Another one was “do you speak African” I tried not get irritated but that was literally apparently not an option. I always said “Africa is a continent, do you speak European or North American?” yet they still did not understand and tormented me with such questions. One day in English class we were using computers, and this girl was so surprised I knew how to manipulate the device. What was more surprising was that even high school seniors had such

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