Saigon, a small city situated in South Vietnam, is where I grew up. It’s not a big city; however, its population has been growing rapidly in the past decade. New immigrants from different part of the country keep coming toward us for higher-paid jobs and modern technologies. Unlike the U.S, Vietnam is not a developed country. We have low standards living condition; some parts of the country even have no electricity; crimes and violations happen frequently because people want to escape from poverty; etc. Growing up in a country consisted of those characteristics, I was taught to be ambitious and to push myself hard enough to reach higher goals. It is the bad condition in my country that harbors my dreams to come to the US and to get access to…
At the age of six, my life took an unexpected turn when my parents migrated to the United States and I was forced to adapt to a new culture. At the time, I had no idea this drastic event would ultimately benefit and shape who I am today. I believed this would ruin my self confidence and progress in my education. I constantly battled to lose the label of the new, shy girl in class who blushed whenever she was called on. New situations constantly arose helping me learn about myself in the process. This drastic move taught me many lessons and allowed me to grow as a person.…
Coming to America affected my family and me in some bad ways and some good ways.…
I was raised in the small town of Hidalgo, Texas, just on the side of the Mexican Border. Living there made me grow up thinking that possibilities were limited and there was not much offered to us. Although, along the years, I realized that this town did not define me , and it actually made me strong enough to take on life elsewhere in the future . I remember being in this town ten years ago, and there was only local businesses . The town has grown along with me, and it has opened up opportunities to its community and myself.…
Indeed, moving to United states was not easy as I expected but it was fun and exciting. I did not know before why my parents wanted me to face new experiences, but now I understand that everything they were doing and still doing for me is an expression for their love to me. I still remember the day when my mom cut my hair, I was sad, I did not know why she wanted to do that, but today I realize that it was an experience of love, she wanted to show me that I was not making right choices when I used to go out without telling her. When I got here to United States, I did not speak english and I felt as my life started over because I could not talk or do anything since the…
Originally, my family and I are from the Philippines. Moving to the United States was quite tough on us all for several reasons. The main reason is that my family is poor. My parents, who have to support my six siblings and me, have a much more difficult and even gruesome time, but still, they manage to ensure that our family is able to survive and that we are receiving our proper education. My parents, wanting all of us to have a secured future, agreed that staying in the Philippines would get us nowhere. So, they decided that our family would migrate to the United States.…
It has changed my life. Many people from different countries come to United States and drastically change within in a short time period. I have changed a lot from the kind of person I was before, but I think I have changed in an extremely good way. In my country women are told what to do. They do not get the respect they deserved. Mostly they are looked down by the society. In America you are independent. You are free to whatever you desire. I think now that I am in college I can understand better why my parents moved here. They wanted me to have a better education, freedom, and more opportunity. Now I would say that moving to United States was the best thing that ever happened to me. Thanks to my parents. In America, I decide how my future will turn out to be. It is up to me to use my independence with responsibility. My journey to America has given me the best experience anyone could ever…
The biggest change was my enrollment in a Korean school for my safety. I entered an entirely new school system to which I was unaccustomed. I came from a small international…
I grew up in Tijuana, Mexico and moved to the US in 2008. Throughout my life, I have been very lucky for having the opportunity of experiencing living in two countries. I believe that the opportunity of experiencing two different cultures my entire life, of going to school in two different countries, and living by very different rules, ideas and languages which I learned to appreciate and embrace more each day have made me a respectful, sensitive, tolerant and open-minded…
Same story impact my life, when I had to move from my country to the United States two years ago. I had to face the reality of working, studying and becoming a man. I thought it was easy, which obviously, was not. However, I knew it will be difficult with the language, but at the same time was a good way to improve it and also, getting to know new people and learning the culture. Despite that, I was motivated to open a new page of my life. Recently, I had learned what it means to work and to be on time, both of which I had struggled with at school. Quickly, my habits had gone and I saw life differently. My first job I started was in a church. Every Sunday I had to open the church in the morning from six-thirty and to make the coffee.…
Moving here, I had hard time adapting to American culture. Everything here is different. My first year in High School I had no friends. I wasn’t approaching anyone because I didn’t know how to speak English. Surprisingly there was nobody except me that spoke my language during my freshman year: I was by myself everywhere. I felt lonely for a while but I used to it later. So that's what turned me to an introvert. I’m now quiet. I don’t feel comfortable just meeting any stranger. I…
I lived in Bangladesh. For fourteen years Bangladesh had been my home. Everyone loves their country, but when they leave their country then they understand what their country, their language, their culture is. A country is like man’s shelter. Everyone is well-known about their environment, but when one goes to another country, they understand that no one is familiar to him. That is exactly my case. By attending a public school with one thousand students from preschool through grade eight I grew up with the same friends and classmates in each grade since the age of five. We know each other so well that we were like family, and I blossomed in this sheltered environment. This sheltered environment was shattered on the 22nd July 2008 when my family received a large, white, official envelope with the seal of United States of America.…
I never realized how experiencing a different culture would impact my life for the good. Experiencing a different culture made me aware of how lucky I am to live in the United states, how people can come together in times of need, how loving and caring people who are less fortunate than me can be, and how truly blessed I am to live in a safe environment. I am so blessed to have been given the opportunity to go to Guatemala on a church mission trip. That week of my life changed me forever.…
It revolves all around us. For a child shifting from elementary to middle school is both a physical and mental change. An adult endures same feelings when changing careers. In the article, American born Chinese (page 126), Gin Wang’s life overcomes transformation when his family moves to America. Similarly over ten years ago my family and I immigrated to this country from Ukraine. The language barrier was the first essential change we had to encounter among many other cultural shocks. Adapting to a new lifestyle, tasting a variety of foods, learning the culture, were all critical rudiments for a successful life in America. Naturally, we had the opportunity to reside in our Ukrainian culture, but we would only find ourselves baffled with our new life in U.S. therefore, the necessary adaptation took…
I came to the United States eight years ago when I was 11 years old. I had to learn how to read, write, and speak all over again. I thought I would never learn English, and that I would never be a good student again like I was in Mexico. When I first arrived in the United States, attending college was a dream that seemed unattainable. Even though I felt scared, I learned that all the effort put towards school is worth it. I felt that if you work hard, you can conquer any obstacle life throws at you.…