Its 1914 and I just got the news that we were finally going to America! We have been waiting for several years trying to save up money and figure everything out. Going to America is almost every ones dream here in Europe. Just like Oscar Hammerston said, “ You gotta have a dream. If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make a dream come true.” Most wanted to go to America to escape poverty, famine, or to get religious freedom. We will be leaving tomorrow. I will go to America with my mom and sister, my dad is already over there. We will have to walk about 60 miles to get to the boat and then the boat ride over to America will be a long and grueling journey. My mom hollered at me to start packing. She told me I could only bring two
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
I took over my parents’ zoo and in doing that met my future wife when she was visiting the zoo. We were wed on June 4th 1992. My television show, “The Crocodile Hunter,” was a wild ride of adventures that took me all over the world to show people how amazing wildlife is. My wife and I showed the world how truly magnificent even the most
In Shteyngart’s story the Russian boy said, “I considered the possibility of redeeming my dignity, of leaving behind our beet salad heritage. ”(Shteyngart). This text could be interpreted as him thinking about disowning his heritage. The immigrant son also explains, “The silver coins stayed in my pocket, the anger burrowed and expanded into future ulcer. I was my parents’ son.”
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. My parents brought me to America almost 5 years ago to have a better life, and to get a better education.
I got to go with my class for a field trip. I was a bit scared since i never gone to a zoo before. As we entered, I saw two huge giraffes. They were so tall and we could have given them leaves to eat. They had super long tongues.
In my opinion being American means not only living here, but following the law and respecting your elders, but it also means doing the traditions and and my family that is going to one of my family member 's house for Easter this year we went to my cousin Melissa’s and that is an Easter I will never forget.
As I saw the world of America as soon we landed, I knew that I had an opportunity to succeed if I tried my best. My mom, my dad, my brother; no one knew how to speak English. We had to get help from my aunt to find a house and fill in the application for attending school. I attended Strawberry Point Elementary School in San Francisco without knowing any English. I was scared, yet determined to succeed.
Imagine what it is like to be seven years old moving to a country where you don’t know anyone, you don’t understand the language, and everything seems foreign. When I first arrived to the United States, I didn’t have friends due to my inability to speak English. It wasn’t an easy journey, but my determination to achieve the American Dream gave me strength to keep going. I decided to take English courses during my free time, and now I am a great writer who is fluent in both English and Spanish.
Before I came to the United States of America, I had some different ideas about the culture and the people. Some of the main differences that I had was the opportunities, the people behavior and the language. This differences complete change when I saw the reality of this country. Before I came to this country I believe that in this country every thing was given to you, the school, work, and any need that you could need. USA is a bless country with easer to attend schools, but is not given to you, you have to put a lot of time and effort to just get in.
Fallen twigs, colourless and dreadfully bland, are strewn about the squishy, muddy ground, crunching as I continue from step to step. The wind picks up the pace as it rushes to its midnight duty, stirring a family of leaves from their state of repose, generating a faint rustle. Tall trees border my
What does it mean to be an American today? Or rather, what does being an American entail? Does that pertain to a certain individual’s perspective? Or is Americanism defined through a collective consciousness projected around the world? Over the course of time, Americans have gone through various embodiments of who they are, without loosing the essence of what they represent. In the 1800’s, America was known to be the state of slaveholders, a country represented by “whiteness” and “white elites.” In 1965, African Americans were allowed the right to vote. In 2004, the U.S State of Massachusetts allowed for same sex couples to be married. As of 2015, 43.3 million people in the United States are considered to be immigrants. Throughout the centuries,
When the roll is called up yonder is being chanted by thousands of mouths all packed into a stadium like building. Some people raise their hands in the air swaying back and forth. One man in the audience is playing a saxophone and he bumps into several people as he honks out a sweet simple tune. But few people take notice of the saxophonist because they are fixed on the man leading the ceremony. He stands in the middle of the stadium pacing to and fro his head adorned by a red baseball cap with his slogan printed on the middle. Make America Great Again it
America You are at your boyfriends house playing video games when the power goes out and lighting strikes, lighting up the dark shy. You jump and throw down your controller. You don 't do well during storms, you begin to shake and tears threaten to escape your eyes. ' 'Y/n, babe, it 's okay. Come here. ' '
There was no chattering or chirping of birds; no growling of bears and no chuckling of contented otters; instead, the clearing lay desolate and still, as though it never wished to be turned into day. The only occupants were rodents and spiders who had set their home in the dank, forgotten shack. From its base, dead, brown grass reached out, all the way to the edge of the tree-line, unable to survive in the perished, infertile soil that made up the foundations of the house. Bird houses and feeders swung still from the once growing apple trees, in the back garden, consigned to a life of