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Personal Narrative: Transitioning To America

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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. Everything felt so out of place and I did not quite grasps the lessons. However, I was never a quitter for the reason that, nothing could compare to the satisfaction of winning. Going to the library to check out every book I could was the first step in being successful. I looked up words I could not understand and made sure to study any time I could. The determination to succeed got me onto

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