Most of all I am thankful for my mother. She did not have to immigrate to the United States for me, which makes me appreciate that my future success would be because of her. I must say my experience being in a third world country was not just a vacation but it was a life changing stage that had turned me into a humble, generous, and thankful individual today. Do not get me wrong the first time I found out, I was going to a place like this I thought was God punishing me terribly. Given that, I had to get used to their living conditions, food and seeing what they do just to survive each day has taught me more than my characteristics of the person I am now.
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. I was the only kid who looks different in my class and has no ideas what the teacher is talking about. It was uncomfortable for me to be around my classmates, but everyone in the class seems to be nice to me because I was the new kid. They didn’t have problems with me and I didn’t have problems with them. As time goes on, I began to feel
I had to adapt to a whole new world, which was a little difficult at 6 years old However, when I look back now, I just couldn’t believe how far my family and I had come which I have my father to thank for. If it wasn’t for my father, I’ll still be going to school in India without ever knowing that this other half of the world even existed, because of the rough circumstances we were facing in India. The future wouldn’t have been as bright as it now and I feel truly blessed to have come to a new world which contained many great opportunities. The struggle of being an immigrant is one thing, but the challenges of being a teenager is another thing. I spent freshmen year trying to fit in,
As our plane landed, I did not see any high buildings like how we saw in a movie or television shows. On the way home, all I saw was rocks. I was disappointed and just wanted to go back home but I could not really do anything about it Adjusting to a new culture was difficult especially when you don’t know much of the English language. But I did not really mind about it because they said people here were nice. So I enrolled in a school, it was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life but it was not.
I learned this from one failure I experienced which I would never want to repeat again. The last year of my stay in the United States, I became depressed. I did not have friends that I could laugh heartily with. I did not do well in my classes. Although I pushed myself to do so, I did not want to go to school.
I was presented with a whole new curriculum and teaching styles. Needless to say, my school grades went down since I was still adapting to a new language and school system. My first two school years in the United States were by far my worse but that did not stop me from succeeding. Even though I was young, I was able to understand what I was going through. I knew that I needed to not just put in the same effort as other kids my age but far more.
I had a mortgage, I was travelling with work and had great prospects ahead of me. Inside though, I was deeply unfulfilled. I wasn 't enjoying my work, I felt like I wasn 't using my full potential, and I longed to wake up feeling like my work was making a difference – to someone or something. Yet, I didn 't have a clue what else I could do. Indeed I 'd struggled on and off for years to figure out a way to change (making, it seemed to me, every career change mistake there was to make), but without making progress.
Moving away from family and friends can be a tough thing to do. I had to adjust to leaving my friends and family that I loved and seen almost every day. When it was time for us to leave, I felt like I was leaving the world behind me. I was very heartbroken because, this is a place where I lived almost my whole life. I never imagined us picking up everything and leaving to relocate to another town.
“We’re moving to America on Saturday.” This was going to be indeed a huge challenge for me. The next day I kept wondering what would it be like in America and how my friends would react if I thought them bye. At the time I was in first grade so leaving my friends would be bad for me. I knew simple English so America wouldn't be as hard for someone who didn’t know any english at all. The whole class time I would be thinking of America and wouldn't pass attention to what the teacher would say.
Out of class they can not protect me. I am constantly in fear. I am scared to go to the bathroom thinking I might bump into male students on the way. I am scared to walk from the station to the school and from the school to the station. I work in fear and I do not think that this is right for any person to be scared in their work environment.