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Personal Narrative: Uncovering The American Way
Five years ago, I wasn't sure what path I wanted to take. My life was at a pause. Trying to balance as being a mother of three (my youngest, only two months old at the time), a good wife, and still keep hold of the person I was before moving to America. I had no time to figure out what I wanted for myself. I had uprooted my family and left my home to explore the American Dreams. However, once we arrived; the "American Way" seemed so hard for me to understand. Everything was so different.
There were huge obstacles I had to overcome. It was a challenge for me to even look for a job, to go from working in a top 5 financial industry in Hong Kong with more than 20 years of banking experience. It seemed like every interview ended with someone telling

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