I was walking down a dark empty path until I realized my failures would ultimately be my
strength. Unfamiliar to the new place with its unique culture and lifestyle, it was hard for me to
continue on the path. There was a light inside that kept me from becoming lost in this new
world. Like a wilted flower opening up its petals, I began to not only adapt to this new
environment but also to see inside me and realize my imperfections.
Along with my family, I had to move to the United States in the year 2012. I was excited
but all this excitement turned to disappointment. It was my first day of school, all ready with my
new book bag, pencil case, leggings and traditional Indian top, and tight ponytail. As I entered
the classroom everyone
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My eyes were
filled with tears. I felt like I did not fit in this culture and environment and will not be able to
accomplish anything here.
After the first day in school, I want to go back to my friends because I had no one to talk to
me. It was getting harder for me. It is my mother who encouraged and gave me hope. My
parents have always been my strength and always encouraged me in whatever I do. Few days
past, I started to understand the culture over here. I used to think people here does not gossip
and focus on studies. They do not have any fun but they do have fun as much as I use to have
with my friends. I saw lots of similarity. I started to connect with people as I realized people talk
to you when you show some interest in their conversation and realized I was not a different and
can survive in this environment.
I learned a lot from the culture, school and also people over here. I started became broad-
minded and opened up a lot. I did work hard to improve my accent and now i am more confident
while presenting in front of the class. well presenting the junior project the students don't