There will always be people seeking freedom in the States. No matter where they’re from. They come here to hopefully start over and have a better life than they did in their previous home country. Some of the first immigrants were forced here.Then they were coming mostly from eastern europe and asia. We had a big drop in immigration during World War II. Now we have many different populations coming from a lot of different countries. I am going to tell you where they came from, how they got here, and a few problems we have today.
Imagine being forced out of your home by a war only to have to travel on a long journey to a completely new place because you heard it was safe there. For many immigrants, this was a reality. While not every immigrant came to America because they were forced out of their homes, some did. Others came to America for the opportunities that they were promised. Work was a major pulling factor, in the early 1900s, when America was still growing, jobs became rapidly available and many immigrants used this as an opportunity to come and start a new life. However promising America seemed, it was definitely a strenuous journey for most as they were forced to travel by boat with lots of other immigrants for extended periods of time, all with the same goal
In order to understand the current immigrant situation I must first establish a sense of continuity in thinking about numbers. The difference between one and one thousand is like a puddle versus a pond. Immigrants have historically been concentrated in large cities, often termed “transitional points” or “gateways” 2 . Several reasons for living in these cities exist.
It is getting harder for immigrants living in the United States to fulfill their American Dream, which causes them to put pressure on their first generation American child to fulfill the dream for them. To many immigrant parents, the Dream consist of getting a high paying stable job, and being able to provide for the rest of the family. However, even if a first generation child goes to a well respected college to get the stable, high paying job of their parents dreams, it is sometimes not enough. Due to language barriers and ethnic sounding names, first generation Americans are constantly being put down by employers who care more about appealing to the White public than provide an educated person a job. Immigrant parents fail to understand
The requirements of becoming a citizen in the United States have changed drastically over the last few centuries. Becoming a US citizen is a lengthy, stressful and expensive process. Parts of the process are based luck, while other parts are based on tests and interviews. Through history, the process of becoming a citizen has gotten harder and harder. Edwidge Danticat’s short story “Caroline’s Wedding”, the processing center at Ellis Island and the historical change of immigration laws show and compare the struggle of becoming a citizen in the United States.
In 2009, the U.S. Census gathered that there were over thirty-three million second-generation immigrants living in America. America is a melting pot, and in this melting pot, it isn’t uncommon for these children, myself included, to lose sight of what our lives could be–and the struggles that our parents faced to ensure that we have more opportunities than they had. As I write this essay, I’m stressing over the things any other American high school sophomore faces– grades, social drama and statuses, and my follower count on Twitter and Instagram. These “problems,” if even that, are minute to what others our age face around the world. Young adults in Sudan are starving, and young adults in Syria live in the middle of a war zone. As far away They raised two kids: my 19-year-old brother, who is currently a freshman at the University of Georgia, and myself. Thanks to their hard work, I’m able to worry about the things I do. Never have I worried about not having food on my plate, about being denied my education, or being forced to leave everything I know and abandon my dreams. It’s easy to forget what my parents have done for me, for the opportunities and doors they have opened for me. There’s no way to understand your life–the privileges you hold–without understanding the past. You must be thankful for all the things your loved ones have done for you, and I’m sure that I am. I can’t imagine my life if I were in my parents’ shoes, if I faced the struggles and hardships they did, and I know I wouldn’t have the courage to be as decisive as they were and are. Their perseverance and determination make me content with my life now, knowing that it could be much worse. Their experiences motivate me to capitalize on what they gave me–to become something. I want to be sure that my parents know I’m thankful and know that I will work hard to become what they didn’t have the opportunity to. 11th Grade Columbus High School Anjali Patel 5th
I have lived in two different worlds. The duality of the immigrant experience is a battle that every first-generation child has to wage. As I conquered my language barrier, a whole new world full of traditions and customs opened up. Seeking acceptance from my peers, it was hard not to adopt their culture and ignore my own in the process. However, abandonment was not an option in a family with a strong cultural identity. While there was nothing wrong with either culture, finding middle ground proved to be an ongoing journey.
If I told you that to go on vacation you would have to try multi-able times and risk death to go on your vacation, but what if that vacation gave you a new beginning a new reason to work hard a reason to wake up in the morning would you still go. That's the question these immigrants these outsiders this is what they have to go through to come to our country, but yet we still don't want them to come to our country. These people are just like us human beings with the same body parts and interests, but yet we treat them like they are not excepted here that they are outcasts. We are all immigrants to the world to the United States and if we are welcomed why aren't they. They have to go through this struggle of life or death just to come here you
I spent the first half of my life on an island 210 square meters in area in the middle of the Pacific and the last half travelling the world and much of the United States. 1st generation immigrants from the Philippines raised me and it was from them that I learned the definition of hard work and true perseverance. Guam, the forgotten territory of the US, is a melting pot of various Asian influences with a distinct Spanish heritage and a culture that has shaped me to my very core. After growing up with so much exposure to different groups of people, I am a firm believer that diversity and respect for other cultures is integral in being an effective and competent healthcare worker. My opportunity to be president of my church’s “Christian family
Coming to America as Immigrants and having nothing to your name can be a very intimidating situation. Many people face this obstacle and my parents are a clear example of it. I grew up watching my parents work and making sure they had no debt to their name. I remember being a young child and mom taking me to work because she didn't have a babysitter. My parents always provided me with the best and even spoiled me, sometimes when you don't work for your objects you forget to say thank you. . My parents sacrifice will not be forgotten and me succeeding in life will be their reward.
America’s First Immigrants 1.Explain the three theories for how the first Americans arrived in the western hemisphere; list evidence that strengthens and weakens each theory. A.The discovery of a well-preserved historic site in South America alludes to human life over one thousand years earlier than the original theory. •Three human footprints, two pieces of mastodon meat, and small samples of herbal medicine that originate near the Andes were uncovered. These finds are dated at least 1,000 years prior to the earliest clovis sites in North America. B.A radical theory argues that people from the Stone Age originate from Europe around the ice sheets to the western hemisphere.
During the late 20th century, family conflicts between parents who immigrated into the United States and their children who were born in the United States started to develop. The main reason for the conflict is because of the differing views in culture. The child wants to fit in with his or her society; therefore, they prefer the American culture. However, their parents want to educate their child about their roots; therefore prefers their own culture. The parents will do anything in order to prevent their child from fully assimilating into the American culture, such as taking them to Saturday school to teach them their native language or only feeding their child their native food. This method of isolating their child from the American culture will eventually cause the child to feel as though they are being isolated from
Experiences of an immigrant were different back then but there are also similarities between the time periods. The number of immigrants have been similar between the years. According to the article it states "three decades later there was again a similar amount of illegal residents of immigrants. This is explaining that the numbers of immigrants entering U.S haven 't changed a lot during the years, numbers have been similar.
With the United States population growing at a fast rate, 13% of the population is made up of immigrant now. I am a part of that 13%. In 2002, I was six years old and my parents decided to move to the united states from brasil. Around that time the economy was booming in the united states, so they thought that our family could live the american dream here. since i was only six years old i could not really say no so i had to find a way of dealing with the fact that my whole life was about to change. I thought we had a great life in brasil, the house that we lived in was right on the beach, we had maids and driver, school was at night so we could sleep as long as we liked. It was already a dream for me how could it have gotten any better. My