Personal Narrative: My Move To America

I could not figure out my identity either, I was in a culture shock and I decided to try to fit in with the American culture. I learned English in a month for I would not feel stupid and not being able to communicate. It was hard but being a Chicano is something to be proud of. This article seemed logical because I went through that. Most of the stuff he did, I did because I thought that the only way to become successful was to just fit in the American culture.

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.

Without any legal documentation stating I could be in this country, I was afraid I would not be able to continue my education or obtain a job in my desired field. In addition to this, I was constantly denied eligibility for scholarships due to my immigration status, and although I was given many opportunities to represent my school at national conventions, I was unable to attend for the same reason. Fortunately, I suddenly came to the realization that only obstacle preventing me from embarking on these scholastic and career opportunities was myself. It was then that I sought help and with the assistance of a few selfless individuals who took the time to walk me through the process, I

That call can be our own need to do stuff because some situations in our life forces us to do it. We don’t ever choose our own call to adventure, it’s literally given to us without us asking. As I mentioned above, my parents weren’t fortunate enough to go to school and get educated. They moved to America so that we could be given that opportunity to go to school and have a better life. I never really took school seriously, I never even dreamt of being a college student, I wasn’t motivated.

The second competency that resonated with me was the ability to “Demonstrate the use of informatics methodologies to advocate for patient autonomy, dignity and rights and in policy development that would support both the patient and the institution.” I am passionate about advocacy. As a nurse and officer, I must often advocate for my patients and the soldiers who serve under my leadership because I recognize keeping them at the center will improve overall outcomes, satisfaction and morale. Despite the challenges and push back I may encounter as an advocate, it is my responsibility to the patient and soldier. The competencies acquired with this specialty will mature my advocacy. Additionally, I will be

Being a Neurodiagnostic technician it will allow me to work with patients and be able to help them reach a full recovery which is auspicious. Furthermore, I always love to help people out with anything in life whether it is homework or if they need help with changing a tire, I am always there to help them out. I began to pose the idea that if I like to take care of people, what better way to do that is to become a Neurodiagnostic technician. Now I can answer the question of who is taking care of your brain that I stated at the beginning of my essay. The answer to that question is my name is Ilyasah Brown-Bush your Neurodiagnostic technician and today I will be taking care of your

Transitioning to the American life as a ten-year-old child was extremely challenging. I was clueless and did not understand anything. English was painful to learn even though; I realized it must be essential to know it. Philippines was my home moreover, I missed the people, the food, and the places I have visited. School was especially a struggle to me.

When I got here to the United States, I did not know very good English because English was not mandatory in my school. So, I struggled a lot to know English and I was in ESL (English as Second

Introduction Prior to taking this course, my perspective on globalization was very limited because I had very little knowledge and experience with this topic. I never gave much thought to the educational practices or policies that are implemented across the globe. There are many factors to consider when it comes to the process that these countries have taken to successfully integrate technology into their K-12 education system. Before even taking this course I will admit that I have thought about how great it would be to connect with educators or health professionals across the globe, but I never thought I could make it happen. This course reminded me that I wanted to give my students the opportunity to see the world from a different perspective and to provide an experience that would forever change how they saw the world.

My mother knew that her and her family will be free, they would not have to live in poverty anymore. My father explained to me that life in Vietnam was not easy, my father stressed that life was rough in Vietnam. Kids had to work hard for their families, leaving them no time for school. Moving to America brought a great feeling to my parents, but when they arrived it surprised them the most. My mother had the image that life in America was perfect.

However, I personally think it is wrong to convert to Christianity just to run away from what you are and I believe most Hmong family do so just for that reason. The culture is so rich and beautiful that it hurts to see a Hmong child not being able to speak Hmong. You identify yourself as Hmong; you are Hmong-American, but you can’t speak the language. I am ashamed that the parents of the child didn’t teach their children the language. The Hmong writing system is almost gone where only few elders know them.

The arguably most important experience of my life was something that I was definitely not seeking out. Something that I was unhappily forced into, yet something that I am still able to look back upon with a smile. I am a born and raised American, a Texan to be exact and all my life I have felt different, not because I was a "weird" but rather because my parents were from India and I was always struggling with finding out who I really am, I didn 't even know what I should call myself until recently; was I an American? Indian? A first generation American?

Internal medicine physicians with whom I have worked have demonstrated for me the importance of compassionate patient care, a broad understanding of health issues, to take my decisions independently and the ability to treat the whole patient. I am applying to your program because I am confident that it can provide me with what I am looking for in a program - advanced medical technologies, knowledge-driven environment, research opportunities and most importantly diversity in residents, where I get a chance to build life-long friendships with my colleagues. While I know I cannot predict the future, 5 years from now my goal is to continue my training with a cardiology fellowship, though I am willing to consider other fellowships as well depending on my exposure. I truly believe that your program will help me become a fantastic physician. I feel I am ready to work for it and earn it, no matter what specialty I ultimately decide to

In those days we didn’t have online education. So I kept trying when I got settled in at the new place, but somehow something would always distract me, or I would lose interest. My experience as a student in elementary school was uneventful, except for the fact that I was a left handed child in a catholic school and in those days, (early sixties), it was not exactly an acceptable behavior, but eventually they did. Secondary and

For the longest time, I couldn’t explain or even understand the importance of representation, it was something that I unconsciously wanted. Growing up I felt this disconnect, like there was this wall between me and everyone else and I didn’t understand why until I hit my teens and understood that I was gay. I was raised Lutheran, so accepting my orientation wasn’t easy for me and it made me angry. I just didn’t understand what I was feeling, and that’s where being a huge bookworm helped, I turned to books to try to find myself. I remember the first time I read The Miseducation of Cameron Post, I never connected to a character’s experiences like that before.