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.
It went from high school getting everything done for you to college where you are basically all on your own. It was a big fear for me because I didn’t know what classes to take or which classes would be good for my career which is business. I remember going towards the admission office thinking to myself what am I even going to say or what do I even need to do to start the whole process of class selection. I felt my heart raising, felt empty in the inside and even scared because I really didn’t know what to say to the people in the office. Once entering the office I got nervous and asked for the steps to register for classes then that’s when they sent me to the pathway center.
So weeks passed by and the day for us to leave came, we got in a car in Huichapan, Hidalgo and we rode to the border of Mexico/USA. We were hiding, I didn’t know where I was or what was happening, I was scared because all I knew was that if they found us we were not going to my dad. A day later passed, The Coyote and his people woke us up and told us “buenas noticias, todo paso bien y ya estamos en los United.” My mom was so happy as well as my sister and me. State by state, city by city, buildings by buildings, people by people, my eyes were seeing many beautiful things. We were in Houston, Texas, I saw many cars, many light, my eyes were glued to the window.
We caught the first train back to town and I was stunned by how bright and crowded it is. I’d never had a day off from work in the three months at the railroad and civilization seems so far-fetched. We began walking to the casino and Lee tried to explain poker to me and I stared at him blankly. The concept did not register until I had played. Once we played a few games with a white man, he said we should bet on something else.
Then by the end of November were finally living in Topeka. On our way Topeka my dad was telling us how great Topeka was but when we arrived I didn’t like it. This might be weird but the first thought I had was why are there so many trees. Don’t get me wrong I love trees but too many are just too much. I was then upset to see that there were no mountains around.
When I entered third grade I felt some discrimination due to my race since you know how kids are not knowing any better so I didn’t particularly feel good there, this continued on till 6th grade where once in middle school I stayed in the library this was not particularly a good idea for my social skills, I didn’t open up till 7th grade where I joined the school’s choir however it was a bit odd considering since I was still in a emo phase honestly it seems ridiculous as of now, I stayed there till December of 2015 where I moved to the dreaded state of South Carolina, much different from the more liberal area of prior residence. When I came South Carolina I at first attended Macedonia middle school where in which my grades were hurt due to the different curriculums, I never fully adapted to the school, but neither did I have to spend more time at the school because thankfully I was able to transfer to Berkeley Middle in which I stayed for the rest of year, although the graduation was less than luck luster where in comparison to my prior middle school in california where in which students were adorned with a proper ceremony as well as gowns to walk in, which far outshone the simple shake of the hand and walking across
When I was in the fourth grade I began struggling on focusing on my homework and classwork. It was a hard time for me because I had been great at school. My teacher who had decided she was a doctor called my mom and told her I was special needs and that I needed to to not be in her class, all because I wouldn't focus on reading a book. My mom didn't want to give up on me and was going to help me succeed. What that teacher said prompted many doctors appointments and tests and speech therapies.
In that time take education is very expensive. Her family have no money offer her go the college. But she said she have some education and should know how to read so I think she went to middle school. Have she might have some individual study as well. 11.
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.
With no doubts, multiple people face with events that have significant meanings for them and there are many experiences that bring drastic turnings on the long life road. For me, this turning was made when I was told that my government chose to study in the United State Of America instead of the United Kingdom where I previously applied to study. Though enough time has passed, I remember this day like it was just yesterday. The feeling of excitement because of the upcoming journey was mixing with uncertainty and fear. Realizing that I will be in the country where currently I have no relatives and friends was more than frightening for me.
I used to have this grudges in my heart when everything go hard that would made me wanted to blame my parent. But I can’t because I was not raise to think that way. When I come to America, I was eleven years old and no one asked me if I wanted to come it just happen in a second. I was in a cold place with extended family that I never met before and that one person who raise me and made me feel secure was still back in the country. I had to lived months without her and next thing you know I adapted and convince myself they are doing this because the wanted the best for me.