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Personal Narrative: My Family Migration To The United States
My family immigrated to the United States from the Philippines during the 1960s. Like many other immigrants, they had very little on their backs, but what fueled them was their deep obsession with their pursuit of the American Dream. In 2008, I had the opportunity to visit the Philippines for the first time. I traveled to the various villages that my family was from, and it was evident that most people were quite poor, many whom worked on farms or owned small businesses. Surprisingly, these people were not sad because of their circumstances; they smiled through them. I was taking a glimpse of the world that my family had lived in, and I began to understand in a deeper sense why they wanted to come to the United States. Growing

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