Preview

Personal Narrative: A Trip To Amigee's Funeral

Powerful Essays
Open Document
Open Document
1399 Words
Grammar
Grammar
Plagiarism
Plagiarism
Writing
Writing
Score
Score
Personal Narrative: A Trip To Amigee's Funeral
Part One: Adaptation

Dadiji was going to arrive to Canada tomorrow early morning. Abugee and Amigee went to pick up Dadiji to the airport. It was her first flight to abroad country. I and Hamza decided to tell her about our first winter and the places we visited until now. Amigee informed me and Hamza to clean the house before they arrive and arrange the food prepared on the table. Are you going to share your room with Dadiji, Khadija as you are more excited to see her? Hamza asked. Yes, I can share my room if needed, I replied.

Even you also would have to share your room with some or other person of our family member. All the guest will start arriving because of wedding after two days. I will think of it, or else I will talk to Amigee
…show more content…

After dinner, Dadiji went to sleep. I and Hamza were discussing that, where should we take Dadiji tomorrow as her first visit? Amigee replied harshly, that we are not going anywhere tomorrow except ‘The Masjid’ (Mosque) for praying to god. As our whole family is getting together after long time for ‘Uravi Wedding’ all are busy in preparation of this wedding. Amigee also mentioned, will take her for visit after five days to all the paces we visited until now.

I asked Hamza, should we take her to our school? “Ask to Amigee Khadija; she is the one who decides everything” Hamza said.

Next day, Dadiji, abugee, Amigee, I and Hamza visited to the mosque for blessing from god. Dadiji said proudly, that I am proud of my children and grandchildren who still believes in culture and be religious after staying far from their country. Abugee, Amigee and Dadiji have tears in their eyes. The new beginning of Dadiji begins and sooner she will realize that how people respect to each other in every corner of Canada rather than Pakistan and the struggles which we faced while arriving in
…show more content…

It is one of the best book for all the migrating people who moves from one country to another for better future and has to face many struggles in their lives. I remember when my grandmother arrived for first time in the year 2015 for the purpose of my cousin sister Uravi’s grand wedding on August 2, 2015. I thought to add a new scene at the end when Khadija named that her Dadiji (Grandmother) was coming to visit Canada soon. Our whole family has settled in Canada except my parents. Therefore the purpose of my Dadiji visit to Canada was to make sure that all are living happily and got settled nicely or not. Her visit to Canada was completely “A new life” as she was unaware of all the rules and regulation in new country Canada. There will be a respectful people more than our back home country. She will get new experience that how I and my uncle aunt got settled here facing many problems in the beginning. Same as, Dadiji will also be experiencing how Khadija, Hamza, Amigee and Abugee passes through until now. It was the support of Dadiji to adapt the change which her family experienced. How Dadiji will feel in Canada, is additive change of the story. She will like the visit to Canada or not? There will be great change found to her because the country where she lived and the country she is visiting will be vast different in terms of culture and belief

You May Also Find These Documents Helpful

  • Satisfactory Essays

    When I was in 7th grade I wrestled this guy named Bo Meikamp from Edwardsville. In 8th grade I wrestled him again and he beat me in the second period, and then he ended up placing 3rd at state our 8th grade year. Our next match was at the Edwardsville Freshman Duels and he beat me by points in the third period. Later my freshman year I wrestled Bo at the Conference Championships, and I put everything into that match, but I lost in overtime. I knew that I probably will wrestle him again during Regionals at the Jackie Joyner Kersee Center in East Saint Louis.…

    • 312 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Good Essays

    Sure Sweedie Monologue

    • 928 Words
    • 4 Pages

    Will everyone forget who I back home? I started to get very nervous and by this time I was crying. Aunty Nasha held my head in her palms and said, “Zoe, don’t worry about it. Everything will be fine and I even heard mummy has a gift for you!” Her eyes opened wide and I grew excited.…

    • 928 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Better Essays

    You stumble across a cemetery and impulsively decide to take look around. Once you step inside, you immediately notice hundreds of tombstones scattered around. You take a long breath and move tentatively around knowing you have walked into the valley of death surrounded by silent souls. You look around and see the hollow eyes of death, smell the coldness of death, and hear the silent whispers of death. Tombstone after tombstone you wonder if that woman had a sister, what that young boy died from, what the old man did for a living, or why that young girl deserved to die. Tombstone after tombstone you suffocate in sorrow. Tombstone after tombstone you decide to maneuver your way out of the cemetery, but the smell of death sticks to your skin…

    • 1487 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Better Essays
  • Good Essays

    As I Easter came upon us, I knew my Grandpa John would be in town. My Grandpa John is 69 years old, and has experienced many different social issues during his life, so I decided to interview him. In his prime, my grandpa served in the military which allowed him to move often around the United States, and the world. I knew he had a lot of experience due to the military, and he was quite the storyteller. I knew it would be easy to talk to him about different social issues throughout his life. As we sat down we talked about many things, but the two ideas that really stuck out to me were the Vietnam War and the Space Race.…

    • 712 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    My visit to the cemetery was very interesting. When I first read the assignment sheet, I didn’t want to visit the cemetery. I thought it was scary to visit a stranger; it turned out to be very fascinating. When I got to Kewanee Cemetery I got the goosebumps all over my body; six crows following me around, watching every step I took. After a while, I was more intrigued about the headstones that I even forgot about the crows. I was curious about their lives and how they might of live in a time of war, but even though, none of them inspired me to write about anything, into I got across Edward Tunnicliff headstone.…

    • 115 Words
    • 1 Page
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    A day in Memphis is not complete without the diversity in our community. As a second generation Memphian who has primarily lived in Midtown, I had the privilege of watching several different cultures in one place and especially now that I attended one of the largest public schools. Daily, I experience someone else’s world. The people I get to meet and see are from various backgrounds: race, religion, ethnicity, etc. that I may never comprehend, which is wonderful. In Memphis, it is normal to be an enigma, to have idiosyncrasies. I believe that is the heart of Memphis. What makes this heart surpass discrimination is the acceptance that follows years of diversity. My neighborhood has single mothers whose children play with the neighborhood adolescents.…

    • 196 Words
    • 1 Page
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Good Essays

    Today is one of those rare days in which it is raining and I’m sitting on the windowsill waiting for a sign. Something that says ‘move on’. There is still a part of me that hopes every day that you're alive and I haven't found you yet. I will have searched the far corners of the earth before I let myself believe you dead. I dream of you every night, then wake with the bitter taste of regret fresh in my mouth. You abandoned me. You have marooned me on this earth, and it is dark without your light by my side. All that fills my mind is when you were still beside me. I distinctly recall one summer when we were not quite children anymore and still too young to be adults. It was raining so hard that the streets were flooded for the first time in eighty years, and you had insisted on escaping to the desert.…

    • 315 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Persepolis

    • 968 Words
    • 4 Pages

    The home is one of the most influential places for an adolescent, and with a household like Marji’s it is almost impossible not to become an outspoken individual who is not afraid to stand up to anyone. Her parents openly demonstrate against the senselessness of the Shah’s rule and the ridiculous restrictions and laws forced upon them by the Shah’s secret police. “At one of the demonstrations, a German journalist took a photo of my mother. I was really proud of her. Her photo was published in all the European newspapers. And even in one magazine in Iran,” (5). Her parents even encourage Marji to do the same. As a young child Marji is permitted to protest with her friends in the gardens, under the close watch of her parents, and at the age of 14 she is finally allowed to join her mother at a meeting against fundamentalism. “In spite of everything, the revolution was still in the air. There were some opposiion demonstrations. ‘Tomorrow there’s going to be a meeting against fundamentalism.’ ‘I’m coming too!’ ‘No! Its too dangerous.’ ‘She’s coming too! She should start learning to defend her rights as a woman right now!’” (76). In addition to allowing her to protest, Marji’s parents allow her to express herself freely even when she is shunned by the strict fundamentalist society for being different. Unlike most of the children, when Marji is asked at school what she…

    • 968 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Today was the day. The big day. My election for Lieutenant Governor of Division 2B for Key Club, an international service club, was today. Fear and anxiety pricked my skin in rapid movements emanating from every pore. I rehearsed my speech for the fifth time that day. Upon arrival at the Fairfax Library, I urged myself to remain calm. I quickly scouted out the other girls who were present; one girl was dressed professionally with a folder in her hand. I knew that was my competition. The girl spoke eloquently and genially, she radiated enthusiasm and a certain warmth that I did not have. With every question that was asked, she answered with a smooth smile and high-pitched tone that was dripping with sincerity. I bristled inside; I had just been slapped. I was shrouded in a cloud of anxiety and anxiousness. Suddenly, I was dragged from my reverie.…

    • 616 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Yasmin Research Paper

    • 596 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Most of the refugees, she teaches find her very close and feel at home with her which makes it easier for her to get their attention in the classroom. Moreover, the linguistic commonality of Persian…

    • 596 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Good Essays

    It seems that I'm running away a lot these days. There always something or someone chasing me…

    • 333 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Growing up, I noticed a lot of discussion about financial problems between my parents. It’s not that we were becoming poor, it was because of our growing family needing more supplies. My mother just gave birth to my little brother when I started noticing the financial issues my family were facing. As a little girl, I do not know how our finances worked all I knew was many bills were due and I knew it because when I was a little girl I liked to practice reading and those bill statements were the papers that attracted my interest due to its colorful paper.…

    • 590 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Two years ago, my grandfather was in the hospital. Not enough blood pumping to his heart, and with the circulation in his leg getting increasingly worse, the doctor told us the one thing me and my mother would never want to hear.…

    • 220 Words
    • 1 Page
    Good Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Life in a new country is extremely difficult. New customs, foods, and an unfamilliar language can make foreign occupancy even harder. Some families are quick to learn and adapt. For others, it may take much longer. In The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri, the Ganguli family has a tough time adopting the American lifestyle so many of us are used to. For us it seems unimportant. Many of us work 9 to 5 and come home to eat dinner and watch the big game. But imagine life from the Ganguli perspective. They do not know American sports, or how to tell time. They are forced to change the way they do things, and turn away from their cultural heritage. This, in my opinion, proves to hurt to the family as a whole. The move to America was detrimental to the family because it changed their Indian traditions, caused an identity struggle, and changed the way their family functioned.…

    • 743 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Radio Show

    • 359 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Akanksha: And for today’s thought- Never make your friend feel alone until you’re alive. Continuing with the show, I invite Musaib to tell his views on “Young Generation of India”…

    • 359 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays