One of the most impactful times in my life was moving to Istanbul Turkey. I was about a month into summer break sitting in my room playing video games with my friend. Before all of this, they had been talking about going there for the longest time. I can say though, the one thing that surprised me was the fact that it was only going to be me and my mom. Usually, when we went on vacation it was all 4 of us, and we would go to visit family, being the age that I was I didn 't ask any questions since there isn 't much an 11-year-old can question anyway. Jump forward a few days to the day of the flight, I wake up earlier than everybody else and call my friend that I was playing with before to get on so that we can play games one last time before I go since I was going to be gone for the rest of the summer. Slowly everyone in the house started waking up my dad passed my room and gave me a look as to why I was playing video games so early in the morning. Finally, it 's time to go but first, we had to drive to Chicago. Now I and my dad don 't mind road trips, my mom an sister, on the other hand, are the complete opposite. My mom annoys my dad with constantly needing to stop and go the restroom and if my sister isn 't annoying me I 'm annoying her. After the 6-hour road trip came to an end, we …show more content…
Now I had switched schools a couple of times before so this really wasn 't something new to me. The only thing different about this time was that I barely knew the language. Then one of my aunt 's friends ended up telling her about this school that had mostly English classes, so we went for it. Next day we went to the school and had a look around, they had someone from the U.S working there so I felt a bit better and thought to myself that this wouldn 't be bad. Overall I didn 't feel too bad about anything, in fact, you could say I was kind of
It was a rainy, gloomy afternoon, my sister and I were watching TV when we heard my parents talking to their friend about moving to Florida. My sister and I looked at each other with confused faces and asked each other if we are moving. Of course, we were clueless because my parents did not mention anything about moving to us. We asked my parents if we are moving and they said yes we are going to be moving to Florida. When my sister and I heard Florida, the first thing we thought was we are going to die from a tornado, because we thought Florida had a lot of hurricanes, earthquakes, and natural disasters.
I learned how to be a great swimmer, I learned some phrases in German and Italian, and I also grew relationships with my long distance family members. It may not have seemed apparent to me the moment it happened, but my first two hours in a different country played the biggest affect on me as a person. A vacation that was intended to be fun for me ended up being so much more than that, this vacation opened my eyes to all of the other people, places, and things in this world. In two hours that could go by as the seemingly most unimportant time of the trip, I was able to mature and flourish more than I ever have in my
Many kids do not realize how life is out of the United States. I have experienced a completely new aspect of life outside of an American life into a third world country. Being able to stay there for half of the summer each year as taught me valuable characteristics. The culture experience I had in El Salvador has made me a humble individual, who has become more generous and a thankful person.
This was going to be indeed a huge challenge for me. The next day I kept wondering what would it be like in America and how my friends would react if I thought them bye. At the time I was in first grade so leaving my friends would be bad for me. I knew simple English so America wouldn't be as hard for someone who didn’t know any english at all. The whole class time I would be thinking of America and wouldn't pass attention to what the teacher would say.
It took about an hour for us to get on the next plane ride. Well we were on the plane this one I slept the entire trip I was so tired from waking up at 3 o'clock in the morning. especially with all the excitement it just drains all your energy. It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon when we reach Orlando, Florida. The first couple minutes were a little busy.
On January 5th , 1988 , my mother, Rosita Rancharan immigrated to the U.S from a small city in Belize named Corozal. Although she was married and had a teaching job that kept her economically stable, when her papers came out she decided to immigrate to America because she saw greater economic opportunity. At the time she was building a house with her husband , but she did not want to take out loans to build it. Originally she had just come here to stay for a couple of months so that she could send money back home to her husband to help build their house. But eventually she became more adjusted to living here and decided to stay here and build a foundation.
School was tough, not in the academical sense (I aced all my subjects without even trying because of education in India), but in the social sense. I had friends, and I didn’t get ostracized or anything like that, but society in India and society in the USA are two very different things. I had trouble switching from one to the other, and my vocab was quite different, with different names for a few things. For example, soccer here is called football in India, and along with a bunch of other things like that, I got confused pretty often. But time passed, and I got
Coming to America with my parents when I was about 11 years old was a new adventure for me. There were a lot of changes that needed to be made and experiencing new things. I would have to make some adjustment and getting used to the American culture and learning the language they speak. My parents had made a big sacrifice coming to America. Living their home country just so my siblings and I could get a better education and better life.
I was presented with a whole new curriculum and teaching styles. Needless to say, my school grades went down since I was still adapting to a new language and school system. My first two school years in the United States were by far my worse but that did not stop me from succeeding. Even though I was young, I was able to understand what I was going through. I knew that I needed to not just put in the same effort as other kids my age but far more.
In 2013 my parents told me we were moving to United States at first I didn't want to come, I had my life already done there I have many friends all my family living near I could go and visit them when I wanted, then I start realizing that it would be a good idea to get to know a different country and other people. When I got here my thoughts were that it was going to be so difficult to get used to a new place, but actually it wasn’t. I went to many parts of the country my favorite was Las Vegas everything was beautiful there. I got to visit my family and go to other states that is one of the things I will never regret for coming to a new country. One of the things that was most difficult for me was to get used to the food it tastes different specially tortillas, cheese, corn, beans and ham but also here the food tastes really good, food that I had never tasted where I live before.
Coming to Miami I can still remember that gloomy sky on October 21st 2001. It seemed like a normal day to me, yet that day would change my life forever. I remember my mother rushing around the house trying to gather my brother’s clothes while I just sat on the floor observing so much commotion around me. For an 8 year old, I was a very hipper child. I ran around the house, climbed trees, sat on the roof top which was 3 floors high.
After we packed up all our stuff my dad said” Everyone go to bed, so we can wake up fresh in the morning and get the trip started”. So, we all went to bed. I can barely sleep thinking about all the fun were going to have. After about 15 minutes everyone was sound asleep and so was I.
Coming to America The most critical event of my life was November 11, 2013 the first time I boarded an airplane to the United States of America. It was the scariest but happiest time of my life experiencing it with my father and sister. I was afraid of heights, so there were times when I told my father I was too afraid to board a flight. I never actually imagined myself boarding a plane owing to the rigorous processes in acquiring a United States visa.
Moving to a new country can be difficult sometimes. Leaving all my relatives and friends back home was the saddest thing for me. My mother told me that we were moving to a new country. At first, I thought my mother was joking about it. but little did I know that she was telling the truth.
Moving is always hard. It is harder if you are moving from your birthplace to a culturally different country after spending most of your teenage years. I moved from Bangladesh to New York about a year and a half ago and let me tell you, it was not easy. I had to leave the place I grew up in, my friends and relatives and start a new life here in America. Probably the only good part was that at least I was with my family throughout this hardship.