Arriving in Mexico I woke up from the flight when I saw daylight and was able to look out the window and see a wonderful view of mountains and clouds. We arrived at the airport to wait for my uncle and aunt to arrive, the airport was very crowded with people holding balloons and gifts, the air smelled like food and gas. I could hear many cars honking and many people talking and yelling, it felt hot as soon as got outside the airport, I was feeling indolent because I didn’t sleep much on the flight. Finally, my
A powerful alliance was formed that day as together we walked out of the castle and into the crisp night air. There was a twinkle in his eye as he offered his wings and we flew away. We took off into the endless night sky and the castle behind us waved goodbye. As we soared over the snow covered mountains and the forest down below I thought, never hesitate to dry a dragon’s tears. That day we both learned a lesson about boldness in fear, and we let it carry us up above the clouds and into the world beyond.
Vivid colors envelop the massive airplane that encloses me as it flies leisurely to the awaiting ground. I gaze out of the hazy window at the end of my aisle and search for the airport where we will finally land. As we draw nearer to the expanding ground, I can spot the mesmerizing capital, Panama City, and eventually I can see clearly the individual trees and plants that make up Panama’s unique foliage. Bump! Our plane has now landed, and my Maranatha mission team begins a stunning exploration that will change our lives forever.
I spend half of my life here and spend the other half there. The plane is going down, I’m here. Here to explore my new life in a new country called the United States, and a new language to master. It has been a long plane ride from China to America, but I’m finally here, here to stay with my parents. The plane had landed.
But at the end i'm finally able to go on a family trip. Two days have passed every day has been more and more exciting for my brother and I. My brother was so excited one day that he was already in the car because he thought that we were already heading to the airport. The night that we were leaving we had to wake up at 3:00 in the morning.
I was to go to the language school until I got acceptance into the university. Coming to America was the greatest challenge of my life because I had to leave my family, prepare all of my stuff to take with me, fly on an airplane by myself, and learn a new language. I am glad I overcame my challenge because I have many positive results since I came including learning English, entering the university, and making new friends. The first effect of coming to America is that I learned the English language.
Jonathan was on his way back from syria when he landed in Chicago. The ex-marine, excited to see his family, stopped near a small town in illinois. He read the sign “Welcome to haddonfield, illinois! Once you come, you won’t want to leave!” Jonathan read it, but realized it was odd.
I had been flying for only a few hours, and I couldn't wait to step off the plane, grab a Starbucks, and start a great adventure in Haiti. When I caught my first glimpse of this country I quickly realized that I was in for a rude-awakening. I had gone to Haiti hoping that somehow I could "change" the world, starting with this small country, but the exact opposite happened. Haiti changed me. What I saw in the week to come was nothing less than heart breaking.
Coming from BCT to my unit was a big change. You go from standard military bearing to a laid back informal style. I arrive to my unit in July of 2008, from that point until January 2010 was spent training for a deployment. Now there is nothing that can prepare you for a deployment. You can go through all the briefings and all the trainings you want but nothing will prepare you for it.
Everyone was wondering what the Philippine would look like and how we were going to build houses. After the pilot made the announcement of taking off, the plane lifted off the runway. We arrived in Manila at night, everybody was so exhausted that we went to bed as soon as we reached our
Food in daily life for a Cuban is rather simple. My friend Vanessa Gutierrez, who is Cuban helps to explain the normal cultural lifestyle. Vanessa Gutierrez was born in the United States, but her parents are from Cuba, specifically from Santa Clara. The normal daily diet in Cuba is rather simple. It consists of rice and beans, also known as moros y cristianos.
With an abrupt rattle and jerk, I was interrupted from my two-and-a-half hour uncomfortable van ride nap. Immediately, my nostrils were flooded with tropical coconuts, bananas, and citruses of nearby vendors and shacks. Drowned out by the rambunctious engines of motorcycle taxis were the passionate greetings of townspeople and the entire community. When I stepped out of the van, the horizon was noticeably stuffed with constant greenery and the humidity was so thick that I could almost chew it. The neighborhood seemed shabby and run-down, yet everyone smiled and treated one another like a big family.
My parents and I moved to the Dominican Republic when I was thirteen years old. Living there as a young American came with many challenges. One of the biggest threats against foreigners is violence. Within my first years of living in Dominican Republic, I had experienced two incidents at it firsthand. The first incident happen a week before school began, I was mugged by two assailants; man on a motorcycle and another man on foot.