Egyptian Revolution: Moving To America
At the age of ten the Egyptian revolution opened my eyes to understanding the oppression that was going on within my country and the class struggle that was embedded within its structure. This instilled a mustering need to help elevate and equate the basic needs and rights of those who are less fortunate.
At this time the country was at a halt, and my brother was entering 11th grade. In order for him to finish his education without any further interruptions my father decided it was best for us to move to the US.
When I got to Port Washington, New York I was an outsider. I was pulled out of the comfort of an international private school where everyone came from a very similar upbringing and placed in a public school, where I was integrated with people from many different cultural and socioeconomic backgrounds. These kids had known one another since kindergarten and had formulated ironclad groups which seemed impenetrable. I had been swimming on a competitive team since I was six but because that sport was not offered at the school, I joined a club team. I also stepped out of my comfort zone and tried every sport the school offered in hopes of creating common grounds but my efforts were futile. Even the way I played was seen as violent because of the cultural gap.
When my birthday came I invited everyone in my grade… no one showed up. This was …show more content…
when interacting. I carried this realization into my relationships with the new faces, and those who had forgotten me at my old school as well as my relationships with my teammates and coaches when I rejoined my old swimming team. I also started equestrian show jumping, and progressed from the F level to the B level in merely two years which usually takes six years solely because I understood that even when it comes to interacting with horses one has to gage their
At this time the country was at a halt, and my brother was entering 11th grade. In order for him to finish his education without any further interruptions my father decided it was best for us to move to the US.
When I got to Port Washington, New York I was an outsider. I was pulled out of the comfort of an international private school where everyone came from a very similar upbringing and placed in a public school, where I was integrated with people from many different cultural and socioeconomic backgrounds. These kids had known one another since kindergarten and had formulated ironclad groups which seemed impenetrable. I had been swimming on a competitive team since I was six but because that sport was not offered at the school, I joined a club team. I also stepped out of my comfort zone and tried every sport the school offered in hopes of creating common grounds but my efforts were futile. Even the way I played was seen as violent because of the cultural gap.
When my birthday came I invited everyone in my grade… no one showed up. This was …show more content…
when interacting. I carried this realization into my relationships with the new faces, and those who had forgotten me at my old school as well as my relationships with my teammates and coaches when I rejoined my old swimming team. I also started equestrian show jumping, and progressed from the F level to the B level in merely two years which usually takes six years solely because I understood that even when it comes to interacting with horses one has to gage their