Personal Narrative: My Contribution Of My Parents Migration To America

My parents immigrated to America from China when they were younger than I currently am. They came at the ages of fourteen and seventeen and never had the chance to learn English, because they were too busy chasing the American Dream. They did so to provide stable and comfortable lives for themselves and their future children, but in the process they lost their voices. Growing up, I knew it was up to me to help them, because no one else would if I did not. It was almost as if I was my parent’s parents. Ever since I was nine years old, I helped my parents pay the bills, fill out paperwork, and do everything that requires the knowledge of English. I had to translate from English to Cantonese everywhere we went, such as the grocery store, the doctor’s