Personal Narrative Essay: Moving To The United States

Immigrants make up over 13.5% of the United States population. Immigrating can be a difficult journey, but it does not have to be. If immigrants want to move to the United States, they should first research the new town or city they are moving to, learn how to become an American citizen, and learn proper English. These steps will make your journey to America a lot less difficult.

The first eight years of my life, I spent in India where I was born. Growing up I was constantly reminded by my parents that I needed to make them proud by getting a good job and living a good lifestyle. They told me this because they did not want to see me live a hard life like they did. When I was nine years old, I moved from India to the United States of America. The reason why I moved to America was not because I was living a bad life in India, it was so that I could have a better education and more opportunities in life. When I came to America, I had to go through much struggle. First and the most important was that I did not know how to speak English. Apart from this I was very shy, so I didn’t communicate with people frequently.

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When I was about the age of 8, I was living in Nepal, My family was a middle class family, which would be considered poor in America because 1 buck here is 100 buck there. Even though we weren’t the richest we weren’t the poorest either, life was pretty good as far as I knew. Until my parents told me that we were moving to America and that it was the best thing for us to do. My head started rushing with many questions. How about my friends? What kind of people are going to be there? Where will we live? I didn’t know whether to feel excited or sad, my emotions were very mixed.

At the age of____, I left everything behind in Armenia and migrated into the United States of America to start a new life. Even though I love my paternal land and do not forget where I come from, the fact that I could pursue a career and become a productive member of the society encouraged me to move to America. To my great misfortune, I was persecuted for being politically active in my own country and I could no longer fight with the authorities for violating my civil rights. I had the potential of facing more dangerous situations than I was already in at the time. I am my parent’s first child and they instilled their best efforts into providing the best education for me. They did not receive higher education and I was the first in my family.

Many people are raised up by the idea that the society they live in always needs more adjustment, and other people around them are not always friendly. I am also one of those people. Since I was little, I was taught by my father not to trust anyone around, and not to pay too much effort into any kind of relationship. Even though I might not necessarily agree with him, I still followed his advice for years. However, I always ended up feeling lonely and depressed.

When I ask my friends about my most prominent feature, they always mention my “Britishness”. With my Union Jack Converses and other flag covered items, I understand why. Of course, why wouldn't they comment on that? I am proud of my birthplace, and couldn't think of a better place to call home. Yet being a foreigner, I have faced a few challenges in coming to terms with who I am. Some obstacles are more comical than others, yet they all played a part in me understanding that nationality can’t be wiped away.

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. As we all know, life in America is not that easy when you are newbies. As an 11 years old kid, I wouldn't know what to do or how to help my parents when they are going through a tough time. All I do was go to school, come home, and do some reading. Besides, school wasn't that easy for me because I didn't know English and I couldn't communicate with the people around me nor the teachers. I was the only kid who looks different in my class and has no ideas what the teacher is talking about. It was uncomfortable for me to be around my classmates, but everyone in the class seems to be nice to me because I was the new kid. They didn’t have problems with me and I didn’t have problems with them. As time goes on, I began to feel

With everyone now aboard the cruise ship, I can’t even hear myself think! The sound of adults and children overwhelmed with excitement and bursting with laughter fills the sea air.

The Wellton 26’s lives in Veracruz, Mexico, are the opposite of life in United States. Unlike most areas of the U.S., the citizens of Veracruz live in an “economy of hunger” (Urrea 45). Families must rely on themselves, with little to no help from the government, and their economic status is far below

As a teenager moving to a new country with a different culture, different language, and being thousands of miles away from everyone I grew up with was not an easy change, however, that was precisely what I did in January of 2013 when I came to the United States with my father. My whole world changed since, and shaped my way of thinking. From learning English, adjusting to a new culture, experiencing my first snow and finding my way in my new country, my life has been an exciting adventure.

As I walked in the door to my house I knew something was wrong when I saw my father’s face. He looked upset and scared , I really wanted to ask how his day was but I just couldn't. “Papa what was wrong?” . I asked. “We’re moving to America on Saturday.” 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. Recess came and it was time for me to tell my friends that I would be leaving Vietnam for America. I walked to my friends and was a little bit shy and scared to them. “Guys…

More than twelve million immigrants will make their first stop in America at Ellis Island Immigration station in the years ahead between 1892 and 1954, at least that's what we read. Who knew a small island in the New York Harbor would become my life saver ?

Moving from Nigeria to the United States permanently feels great, but at the same time it is sad leaving some of your loved ones and family behind. There are many events in life, which can change one’s way of thinking. As for me, one of the major changes in my life occurred when I moved from Africa to America. This change has entirely affected my personality positively. Why? Many foreigners want to come to America mostly in search of greener pastures and to further education. It was about seven-years ago when I stepped my feet on the soil of the United states of America, and I remembered vividly how it all started from a dream.

Mexico has been my home since I was born; for 17 years I have been amazed by this culture, all the colors, flavors, places and even the people. What we all hear about Mexico is how badly things are going on here, corruption, killings, the disappearance of 43 people, drug dealing, caos.