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Personal narrative of people coming to america
Personal narrative of people coming to america
Personal narrative of people coming to america
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The chapters of our textbook, America: A Narrative History, written by George Brown Tindall and David Emory Shi, takes us on a historical yet comparative journey of the road to war and what caused the American Revolution, an insight into the war itself, and a perception to what life was like in America after the war was over. The essays of the book, America Compared: American History in International Perspective, collected by Carl J. Guarneri gives us a global context and a comparison between the North and South Americas in the dividing issues of labor, slavery, taxes, politics, economy, liberty, and equality. Part One These chapters in our textbook Tindall describes; the road to the American Revolution, the road to the surrendering of the British, and the road to the American colonists receiving their independence and developing the government which the people of the United States will be governed by. The road to the American Revolution consisted of several events, which escalated to the war that began April 19, 1775, as the tensions between the American colonies and the British Government advanced towards breaking point.
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.
A Generous America The America I believe in has been erased by mankind's selfishness. It’s a nation where we can be proud to sing home of the brave. I want to be proud, but it is hard when I turn on the news and see all these people who are in poverty. We turn our cheek because it is not us in trouble, but I cannot help but wonder: Why are we so disgusted by taxes when we have the money to pay them? Why do we turn people away at the door because we are scared of what they might be?
On May 01st if everyone lived like me, 3 Earths would be required which means it would take 5.2 global hectares of productive land just to support me. Just looking at the results I expected it to be lower because of the lack of activities. My American footprint is below when it comes to earths, but over when it comes to the global hectares average. The five categories that contributed to my ecological footprint was food, shelter, service, goods, and mobility. Food was the highest contributor with a 1.4 gha and mobility had a 0.8 gha which was the lowest out of all the categories that contributed to my footprint.
I can remember it like it was yesterday. My parents left me when I was fifteen years old to go to America. I thought to myself for one year, they left me here to starve, live, and die alone in eastern Europe. When I was sixteen years old I got ready to move to America and start a new life.
I used to have this grudges in my heart when everything go hard that would made me wanted to blame my parent. But I can’t because I was not raise to think that way. When I come to America, I was eleven years old and no one asked me if I wanted to come it just happen in a second. I was in a cold place with extended family that I never met before and that one person who raise me and made me feel secure was still back in the country. I had to lived months without her and next thing you know I adapted and convince myself they are doing this because the wanted the best for me.
America is the greatest country to ever exist in the history of all time. Where else in the world are you able to be whatever you want? As long as you work hard and apply yourself, you can achieve anything. In America, anyone can climb the social ladder if they put their mind to it. Success stories are all over the place.
My vision for America is that we continue to grow as a country, through education. For my generation education matters more than any other before us. Many people say that our generation will have to pay for the previous generation's mistakes. I like to think that we have been being preparing for this our whole lives. That now it is our turn and though there are quite a few problems, our generation has the knowledge necessary to fix them.
While my mother and father were proud Africans, I struggled with knowing what being African really meant. I couldn’t understand the Patoir my parents spoke to uncles, aunts, and family friends ,I couldn’t name any of the foods my mom had to travel to special markets to buy, and I couldn’t really tell you much about what life was like in Africa . My limited knowledge of being African consisted mainly of two things- I knew my family was from Cameroon and I had a last name that no teacher could ever pronounce correctly on the first try.
The first eight years of my life, I spent in India where I was born. Growing up I was constantly reminded by my parents that I needed to make them proud by getting a good job and living a good lifestyle. They told me this because they did not want to see me live a hard life like they did. When I was nine years old, I moved from India to the United States of America. The reason why I moved to America was not because I was living a bad life in India, it was so that I could have a better education and more opportunities in life.
Every time I look in the mirror I am reminded of why I am on this path of becoming a lawyer. It is like the saying, “for a successful relationship to work, you must fall in love with that person every day”. Well it is not so much that I am falling in love with myself, yet it is I am falling in love with the path I am taking. I am an Iranian, but look nothing like it. If anything I look American or European.
Have you ever thought of what makes the country we live in special? Or even what you, yourself thinks of it? In this essay, I will be explaining what America means to me. I was born in America and have spent my whole life here. Just recently I went on a trip to the East coast and I got to see many monuments and memorials that were dedicated to the events that formed our country.
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.
In the beginning of high school I was clueless of the dream career I wanted to partake in. During my high school career, I noticed that I enjoyed helping people and reaching above average. My dedication to being someone inspirational led me to practicing my experience in the medical field, obtaining internships and jobs with the hospital. After noticing how good I was doing with it, I was inspired to want to work harder and pursue more education to be a doctor specialized in obstetrics and gynecology. With the commitment, compassion, and ambition I carry in my character I will become a good OB GYN doctor.
For as long as I can remember I have known what I wanted to do with my life. Science has always been a passion of mine, and medicine in particular has interested me for some time. Dedicating my life to improving the lives of others is very appealing to me. One day I want to join Doctors Without Borders which is an organization that gives aid to war-torn countries. I have worked very hard throughout my student life to get close to achieving that goal.
