The book helped put a lot of this in perspective for me. Like I stated before, I thought that war was easy. I figured that everyone just
I was born in America and have grown up in America my entire life. I have never experienced anything similar to what the characters went through in the book, The Book of the Unknown Americans by Cristina Henriquez. Therefore, I found this book to be very interesting and eye opening. The characters had to pack up all their belongings, leave their comfortable life, and leave family and friends behind to move to a new country. This journey came with lots of challenges.
My family came to United States of America two years ago, and everything was new to me. The United States was very new to me; therefore, I had to learn everything from the beginning. Once I came to the United States, I started realizing there are many differences between two countries the United States and VietNam in which I was born. New environment, new culture, and the language is the biggest issue. One of the most differences is transportation.
Throughout the 20th Century Indigenous Australians rights have been detrimentally and unjustly effected by the frequent changing of governmental policies. Before British settlement, the Indigenous population lived as semi-nomads, constantly moving around to ensure the restoring of resources in different areas. In addition to this they would only ever take what they needed to provide for their families, meaning that there was always enough for everybody. Just in the same way the Indigenous strongly believed that they did not necessarily own the land but came from it, from the sky, the land and the animals, this is recorded throughout many of their Dreamtime stories.
Growing up Iranian-American, in a predominantly conservative southern suburb, means that my whole life has been spent around people with different beliefs. At first, it was easy to feel isolated, and in all honesty, angry that I was the odd one out. These feelings are trivial when compared to the ridicule I faced when religion came up. After many years of failing to realize the gravity of my uniqueness, I was finally able to visit Iran. There, I visited the shrine of an important Islamic Imam, Imam Reza.
Every individual has their own origin story, one of adventurous struggles to standing up from the ground and grasping a better life. Life was never easy-going on any human being nor was it ever intended. Nevertheless, in as much as people believe that starting anew is frustratingly difficult, the bonds and hardships obtained and overthrown are worth the efforts. From the starting point of the 1820’s, countless immigrants attempted to trek toward the vicinity of the America’s, leaving behind what is precious to them. Most of their origin stories inaugurated from there and pass on their tales to others to this present era.
You probably have, in a different life, because like what has been stated before America is changing and so is everything else in it. America is “land of the free” yet we don’t feel free. This kind of enclosure can be, or is, bad for people. Some don’t like what’s going on in the USA, the things
I am a first generation immigrant; I arrive into the United States as a refugee. As every human being set a goal, I have also set myself a goal of education. While I was perusing my educational goal, situation came where I have to choose between education and work. I have chosen education with no doubt, but the decision brings me and my family a financial burden. Although, I do not have any regret of my decision, sometime it is hard to disregard the financial need to support the family, and unable to afford the most necessity things.
Although in reality, from the beginning, Lionville was nothing like I had imagined. Yes there were responsibilities, but none I could not handle, and yes there were new people, but meeting them helped shape me into the person I am today, and yes the school was gigantic, and I did get lost, but I ended up becoming familiar with the school, just like I did my elementary. In fact, eventually, I began to enjoy the independence, people, and surroundings at Lionville, much more than I did at my elementary school, Uwchlan Hills. Additionally, I also had many fantastic teachers throughout my three years at the
What would America be without immigrants? It would be a country lacking the rich diversity of religions, ethnicities, gender affiliations, social classes, ideas and intelligence. Immigration has been an important subject all through history that has progressed over time. America is a country made up of immigrants striving for prosperity and seeking for better life. Most immigrants come to America for religious freedom and economic opportunity.
Time has shaped my life experience in many different ways. For instance, I learned a lot during the years about my culture and where I am from. immigrating from Venezuela to America at a very young age Protected me from seeing a lot of violence and Corruption but also separated me from my family. Sadly, leaving my family and moving to a new country made my life very different from others. For example, I didn’t grow up with many cousins or family members, and I never got a chance to meet most of them, but the Venezuelan culture never left my lifestyle.
Most people have an interesting story about their past,learning about it lets you get to know the person better. I am interviewing my aunt, Ana Marie Lastimosa Macadangdang. I chose her because I wanted to know her experience about .In 1985 Ana was born and raised in Philippines. She lived with her father ,mother,and 6 sisters until her mother died from sickness.
Life is a rainbow which has a lot of colors. It also has a lot of feelings such as happiness, sadness, stress, disappointment, and impression. Thus, the emotion sometimes brings human problems which need to be solved. I also had a problem in my life when I moved to America 3 year ago. I am an immigrant; I have been here with my family.