Most of my young adult life I have walked into a room where everyone was listening to a person describing a story, in Spanish, and I could not understand the details? Being a non-fluent Latinas, this meant I would not hear and understand the juicy gossip. However, with not speaking Spanish I have gone thought many challenges in my life. I have realized being a non-fluent Latina I have missed out in learning about my heritage, been judged by my appearance, and have taken steps to carry my culture to the next generation. My parents did not teach us to speak Spanish which is one of my biggest regrets in life. This language is a part of my history that I will not be able to teach the next generation. However, as an adult I have made it a choice…
I was the first generation of my family to be born in the United States, so my family often spoke English and Spanish at home. When I entered pre-school I began learning more English and less Spanish. Throughout that year I began to speak less and less Spanish at all because I was ashamed of it. I yearned to be like the other girls in my class, those who spoke without an accent. My family rejoiced that I began speaking fluent English,…
The day was sunny and warm. The children were playing soccer in the street. The lady was walking with her daughter. My sister was talking with her friends. My grandmother was cooking and the smell of rice made me hungry. I knew my day would be awesome.…
I cannot say that my family has a vast American history of a 100+ years, but what I can say is that my family has grown a lot in the past 30+ years. We would not have migrated to the USA if it weren't for my aunt’s marriage. It was 1984 when the first member of my family, my aunt, came to the United States of America. From then on, the rest of my immediate family trickled into the United States of America, looking for a place to grow and expand their family lines. It wasn’t easy to get a stable household income and care for our family at the time, but paycheck to paycheck we managed to do it.…
Let me start off with my mother's journey to America. It was 1985 when her parents decided it was time for a fresh start. It was very difficult to come to America legally, so they made their journey by traveling to other countries. They left Cuba and traveled to Spain where my grandfather found a job as a farmer. They lived in Spain for almost 2 years before they gathered enough resources to travel to Mexico. The journey from Mexico to the USA was very easy for them because they had a family member who knew their way around. They struggled for many years in America but soon became legal citizens. My mother later on went to college and completed her bachelor's degree in accounting from the University of Miami. My grandparents purchased the…
today iwalk up at six and take a shawer then wared my clothes after thate i pray, then brushed my teath and putted gil. then a took my key and left my appartment. I drive my car to the work after 20 minuts i arrived to my work. i clocken in at sevn and 50 minutes. then i did my egg in the microwive and prepare my tea and milk and tostted my bread.…
Have you ever tried packing your whole life within three suitcases? I have. It is hard work, but you can make it work by making sure you are only taking the necessary things that make up your life. It was the night before our flight to America. Immigrating to America for my parents meant providing my brother and me with opportunities in our future. However, it also meant leaving behind the life they had created in the past 18 years in Dubai. It was tough saying goodbye to everything was familiar. We were going to a new country with only the hope that we would have a better life. Leaving behind so much was hard for me, but I knew that I could not just give up this opportunity. I am an immigrant, and only a fellow immigrant can understand the…
Leaving your country is always a difficult decision, and whoever has experienced it understands the sacrifice it entails. When I left Poland at 18, I thought I was going to be in paradise, but to my disappointment it was far from that. I had to learn a new language and work hard to provide for myself. What kept me motivated was the hope for a better future and an independent life.…
Life is a box of surprises. You never know what is going to happen or where you are going to end up. Everything can change in seconds just like when a tornado destroys a city in the blink of an eye. I was a lovely and happy girl living in my native country. I never thought that someday I would accomplish my dreams in another country. Due to economic situations, my family moved to the U.S. It is hard to live in a country where you were not born. Learning the culture, language and lifestyle were some of the struggles that I had I had to face when I first came to the United States.…
As an Immigrant, there were many challenges I faced whether it's related to language or understanding the culture. My family moved to United States of America when I was in 6th grade. I was always told by my parents that building a successful career is very important. This idea of building a successful career never stuck in my mind until the junior year of high school when I all sudden all the teachers and counselors started talking about going to college build a career in a field that you were interested in and also important to you.…
In 2011, I came to the U.S. because the U.S. has numerous educational and occupational opportunities. Additionally, I believed that I would find more success. Therefore, come to America was my challenge and opportunity in my life, because I did not know any details about the America, but I knew it was a big opportunity. Moreover, its language is part of this challenge; English is my second language. English has more than 1 million of words, and its grammar is confusing me. When I hear from native speakers, then sometimes I have a difficulty to understand them, because they speak so fast.…
I was born in Scotland, Glasgow. I'm currently 25 years old. At the age of 16 I was forced to move to America because of my family job choise, my mum and dad worked in a same company, and they got business oppertunity that they had to move to America for it, New York city to be extact.…
The first city I lived in when I moved to America was an island. Mackinac Island…
I was born in the city of Monterrey in Mexico. My family decided to move to the US in 2009 due to growing concerns of money and safety. Back then, Monterrey was considered one of the most dangerous places to live in Mexico, as the two main cartels were disputing over the territory. My dad had lost his job and my mom worked part time at a pharmacy. Because public school in Mexico is very poor, my mom had always had me enrolled in private schools. We were in a tight situation, we couldn’t pay for the house anymore and my dad was not having much luck in finding a new job. For this reason, my parents were practically forced to move to the US. After the long, expensive process of applying for visas and passports, we finally were able to move to the land of opportunity. We started from zero, there was absolutely no money in our pockets. I was a new student at a new school in a foreign country. I could not be more self-conscious at any other time in my life. All I could think about was how others saw me and how I fit in with…
When I came from Africa in 2007, I was really excited. To me coming to America was like going to heaven. It was all I wanted, after all I could leave my violent country and finally come to the land of the free and the home of the brave. No matter how you put it the expectation for this country around the world is overwhelming. As for me coming to the United State was part of my everyday dreams. I remember my uncle my used to tell me, “Musa the statue of is capable of sitting down”, and due to the fact that I was just a kid I believe every word he said.…