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Personal Narrative: Moving From Germany

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My name is Carl which is an older spelling of German Karl, meaning man. I had decided to move to the U.S. because it is known as the land of economic opportunity and because the unemployment in Germany was rising. The journey that I have taken to just get to the U.S. took me 13 days on a steamship that I was on. Before I did everything so I could get on the steamship, I thought about going on a sailing ship because it was way cheaper but I would have taken about 43 days to get to the U.S. While I was on the steamship coming from Germany, there were obstacles that were faced by everyone on board. For example, when I was on the steamship I had to overcome being seasick, being in small places that were crowded with more people, having little privacy,

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